Lyrics:
have no skills yet
The world is a big scary place
But somehow I can't shake the feeling I might make
A difference to the human race
Morning, Brian
[Angie Martinez] Oh!
[Sacario]
I don't think y'all ready [Angie Martinez Laughing]
It's what the world's been waitin for, live big, car keys
'cause they know my swag be mean
I can do it by myself or I can do it with my team
But when I'm with my brothers, we just hit that dream team
Now
We fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act
We fight every night, now that's not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act
knows
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyo
[Verse 2 - Benzino]
I got Cris by the case, lil pocket full of pesos,
you can come party with me
Me in the back,
Need your hand up off the wheelNo no don't need no chauffeur
Handle on my drive. I Kyrie the notion.
I don't need your Two Cents, keep that in yo
Two years of my life I'm depressed and mean
I don't only pray about this mess, I obsess and feene
And start questioning, “Why can't I get no green?”
Man #1: "What's in my backpack "
Man #2: "Right now in my
Backpack is a laptop, four records
One of them is +Peter Piper+ 12"
Three Serato records
just to be different
I would rather reveal myself than my situation
I wonder if the things I did were just to be different
[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Uh, you
the stairs I’m just starin'
see what I recall is two niggas yellin it scared me
thank god for that chain lock the one that hangs cuz they can’t jar
the door
I cry?
Will you ride?
Dry my eyes?
You a vibe
open thighs
homicide
In my eyes
You will find
Sacrifice
Know that I'm
By your side
Till we die
She is
Oh
I'm in another world right now
Yo
Balance, I swear it's a challenge (yeah)
I need more peace, that's two fingers goin' up in a stallion
I
don't hate me, please let me go
Roll ya eyes when my clique roll by
Two big black Mercedes drivin' you crazy
We got to speed, ride, let's go, really
Blood
Yo
Dead niggas on the premises I sin yeah
Zulu nigga with a motherfucking thin spear
I've been clear get yo' fucking ass in here
hairs and fight fire with fire because great is he
That is in me and that he did in the world.
Yo deda! Says come on tesla. Get the message. Hear me?
kinda sorta pop
Wit these bottled issues
Living in the world of not
When that's not an issue
But by the end of this thing
You'll feel like God kissed you
Aye
Look into my eyes, tell me what do you see?
I see wrist bust-down nigga, twenty on each
That's a big back baby come and fling it on me
Rosé by
huh, Jake you stupid for this one son, y'know)
Hey yo, actions speak louder than words
My middle finger speaks louder than yours
I'm in the hood, feet
Yo, i'm gonna talk to you about my biggest mistake
It's the biggest mistake anyone can make
So listen up
It started out so simple and pure
Was love
Too many people just dying, and I'm not even talkin' physically
Last week was Seattle
In two weeks it'll be Denver
In between was New York City
me
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
I'm a goon to these streets
But to my momma I'm still a baby
Raise a street nigga by yourself
You a hell of a lady
Shit
like they all seen god
I got'em stuck amazed lost in a daze cause the pen don't stop for days
4 weeks 4 years I keep it movin driven by fears never
Pikasoe meets Baracus!
[Verse 1: 20 Grand Pikasoe]
This world is messed up
So I lay back, and smoke a yeshca (?)
Till it burn my chest up, I'm
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