Lyrics:
First time on this track and I be spitting these raps
My hidden rhymes are coming out so fast you bout to get lapped
I got God on my side, aint
me to rap
Matter of fact he's the reason I even started to rap
Cause he would spend every single day talking 'bout
Biggie and Pac, Fifty and Nas
gotta fight for
Takes training, takes time, takes a life work
Hard to see illumination when ya light pours
Blinding by the grinding of ya shining and ya
had to get on my gritty shit
Inspired by the Yes’, cassidys, 50s and waynes told mom I’mma kill this shit
Smiling in school, Just to go back to one room
These Friday Nights
Yeah these movie nights
These Friday nights, the movie crimes
The party times, full of blinding lights
Lot of lovely rhymes,
got no love for the po po
Turn the tv on I can't breathe
Is a no no
You can abide by the law
And still get you neck stepped on
Man I'm appalled
They
you how to live
But when 5-0 raided, he wasn't no where around
Now you doin hard time, rockin a felony crown
[Chorus]
Girlfriend sistagirl, you
what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with
inhibition got me noxious at times
All so defined by the abominable lies
Oh no
Oh no oh no
All I heard from places I go
Non-complacent with pace I snaked up
when blacks lives didn’t matter
And it was written in law
Times just shifted that’s all
All we did was modernize
Racism lynchin’s and all
Prisons
out!
[Daz]
It's another bad day in the hood
My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't nuttin good
Hit a couple licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter
your memory
I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat
Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat
It don't matter where you been or where you
I didn't notice the time
Find myself flying down to the crib
Trying to meet Ken in a hurry
Doing about fifty in ???
Running lights with no worries
I
Find myself flying down the crib
Trying to meet Ken in a hurry
Doing about fifty & wild
Running lights with no worries
I made it there safe and on time
I'll be by myself
Spend all this time for you to say I'm fine
I really should have spent it trying to find myself
It's cool with just me
I'm cool being
to get higher, come ride
I will fly you
[Jhaz]
? puff, 'cause really it ain't ?
Ain't wastin' no herb by lettin' it burn, let me hit that sticky
and I might just have to tip her
Got a nigga moving slow every single time that I'm with her
Getting lost up in the vibes every single time that I kiss
deep back off in my mind
And I realize camera flashes really will make you go blind
And I'm just blind in a sense, and not the cents that make dollars
You see that light up there?
Oh yeah, that shit's so beautiful
God's Father Mixtape
I'm still in love with you
It don't matter what your friends do
was dead
But by that time I was down the street
Sayin, "Ha, you silly muthafuckas can't catch me"
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
I don't like wearing tuxes
Spending like 50 bucks
And I hate being watched by Mrs. C
I wanna be home just you and me
Don't care for showing off
Let's
nigga I was in a sleep
By the time Pandora made me listen
It was over with
Now I'm taking flights around the world
On some stoner shit
Tryna get some
and Sundays are rough
But I'll be fifty by noon
Cause these days its just all about trends
You wouldn't need any family or want any friends
If your Tik Tok
Every time you see me
Shit you know I got the stick
Every time you see me
Shit you know I'm in the whip
I be sticking to the Script
Every time I make
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