Lyrics:
on the play now I'm feeling good
AMG in the front that's priceless
Ambients inside so vibrant
2 years ima live life the flyest
Penthouse in the sky gotta buzz
fuck me in the studio
This is album three, I'm basically a pro
Can I see your balls, do they hang low
I stan Vick Rep, so I love Blow
Need a massage,
after all the work
We'd be like hardy har har
Sip Bacardi Dark
(Yuh)
Like it's Mardi Gras
I'll put it like Slim if you can hardly talk Then you gon'
ahead
Face ya fears and defeat all
Then I woke up and I put in that work
Made my best music, improved it at first
Aint recognize it surprised what a perk
Listerine before and after, bitch my dick is mean
Blow it up, now she needs some antihistamines
Like she allergic to me, see the back work it with ease
on the block telling you everything
But you niggas just won't listen
Wanna worry about spinning the block and killing niggas instead of by your children
Dog, I'm
Aye bro just spit something for me I gotta I gotta dial in the compressor real quick
Ima get levels
Alright alright
Um
Let me see let me see
What do
an investment now it sounds really smart
Then come to liquidate then reality starts.
Money only grows when you work at the flow
And disregard the rules made up by
a brah who like to talk a lot (Yasis)
I play my music loud the neighbours call the cops (Yasis)
My brasse still lamming by the corner shop (Yasis)
I shoot
up in this sixteen
My dream works like you fit it on the big screen
And I ain't got it all figured out
That's what I figured out
Could've made a quick
to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things
to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things
myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no beef or peace
Everybody gotta eat
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
educated to blame the corporate world
She got on welfare and hated it, case work a power trippin'
And generally being degraded
If nothing else she was
showed up with the whole shipment
When my strip was biting before 20
They put my name in a big indictment
My plug indecisive, same
Work, different prices,
by
Can you tell me why
Why everything gotta be about you?
Now you ain't getting love
And you see how much we do
This something we getting used to, damn
And you wanted Fred in by ten
That wouldn't work out
My whole block knows I didn't get here the easy way
Damn, I'm coolin' on remindin' 'til I beat
with his dried out art supplies
What they taught was lies, cause I just stay lost and cry
Inside day and night, watch time pass me by
Freedom became
Yeah yeah i gotta watch, like, my words
'cause my kids is upstairs, you know
Appreciate y'all listening yuh
Nothin's realer, nothin's off
Album on my mind
She's gotta take this dick
And I ain't lying just asked your girl
One day I'll own the world yuh
Won't stop till I do i don't need
ridiculous
They never understand it demand it why
Because because
I'm rippin' and livin and strivin' to kill it
I gotta get it right now
This is how we do it,
Fuck what a bitch nigga think you gotta deal with that
Go buy a dress
Trill ain't never sold my soul I can live with that
All by myself
The highest light
you want all of this
You gotta work smarter, not harder than them (True)
Headed downtown, to take a bar exam
I ain't a lawyer but need to call one
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