Lyrics:
chilling at The kick back
Looking for the smoke
I'm just asking where the weed at
Right back in my bullshit turn a Twenty to a forty
Surrounded by these
of my heart a Cello
I thought tonight was just gonna be mellow
It’s getting late so it's back to her house
Still in the Uber but dropping her blouse
Ungrateful by the way we speak it's just the way we live
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Dancing all the time like I got nothing in ma mind
All I ever wanted was fame
So I don't know
money I'm trying' not to laugh
In the back of that Rolls treat it like a cab
Got an F in science but an A in math
34 to 36 you don't know the half
me extra pillows and seat back love
So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club
Now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model
That
Out of town came back around
Fog the windows up and defrost em down
I was in the losers circle without a frown
The know I'm hot so they pat me down
To stand tall as a lion, I guess I have no fear (All-in)
With this brand new beat
That has captured my phones
A little melody I wrote by my own (All-in)
Hey
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love
recognize red lights
Time runnin’ out, better find yo’
Path, I found out mind, when I
Wrote on that pad when I got in
That lab, when I touched that stage
contemplating if I've been going crazy
And it's the question I'm asking
Basking in wooden caskets
In the lab of Dr. Parnassus
See this my passion project
Passion
I'm with bloods confused by the yardies
Invest in myself
Cause I got to eat just leave it to Z
Back in the mix
I got em begging like please what do you
If you're on twitter my nigga then you should go follow me
We in the hood nigga, we in the college
We in the burbs nigga, we in the projects
I'm not
at her booty bitch you look - OOEEY!
I'm like Project Pat ahh
Hit it from the back ahh bitch look - MMMH!
Bitch look - MMM MMH! (One time)
Bitch look -
again
Back in the County with my hair gettin' thinner
Because I'm stressin' about my bitch and I wonder who's goin' in her
And I'm knowin' that
juice (yeah)
We trap or die nigga (yeah, oh), we trap or die nigga
Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again
Ridin' candy slab,
juice (yeah)
We trap or die nigga (yeah, oh), we trap or die nigga
Yeah, back up in the hood again, where it's all good again
Ridin' candy slab,
funny like I'm Will Smith's sonny
Till I pull up in a hoodie with the chrome tuck, boom
Riding down 95, listening to Project Pat, uh
Still serving that,
the down payment
You talking all that Jazz
Get yourself
Mutilated
Gorilla pimpin is an all season sport ( season sport )
I learned that from
Project pat
no getting it
She breaking it down
Baby girl this a lobotomy
Feel like JFK sister, you ride on me, ya
I'm Project Pat, you ask my brodie where he
got his plug pulled
That chicks shiesty don't go by what looks good
We in the ear, trust she heard that
Why you loving 'eml my niggas tap that
Fake
should take "Back 2 Da
Lab" back to the lab
You should take "Simply The Best" with me
Come on, don't kid me
Simply the best or simply a mess
I will simply
One]
I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, sess my interest
is invested in, testin men like lab specimens
My daily regiment of elemental babble
was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But let's get back to what we was doing
Laid back in that black on Pat Ewing's
That's
Mama always told me you gonn hold me back hold me back
I was broke I was broke
In the past In the past
Now I'm woke now I'm woke
I'm getting cash getting
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