Lyrics:
baby
Men lie, women lie, but the money tell the truth, though
Lamborghini, but the roof ghost
Patek on me, not a Hublot
10th grade, kickin' doors
ghetto quran)
Had names in the daily news (shot you nine times)
You could barely move (D Block got the 10th shot) fuck it
(Lets air this dude, this Ja
Just don't ask for too much
Hundreds we touch
I been rushing lately, the jungle crazy
On 10th Street leaning heavy, I pass the gun to shady
My
the same phone number since the 10th grade
I fixed mom's credit up and all debts payed
Anything she wants I order that and gets next day,
yeah, 'cause I
for us
Ever since the 10th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us
So I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us yeah
I fought
moms out there now she living like she 'sposed to
How I go from AC transit up to Testarossa?
This is no Toyota, 0-60 in like no time
Since the 10th
Front lawn like a dealership
Who I rep, 10th Street, 12th Street
Plus the Vernon family and
That's word to Yammy, word
You see me in that Ghost with
the
Game that said fuck fame
You the 5th nigga in The Beatles
You the 10th nigga in the Wu Tang
So nigga let yo' nuts hang"
But they can't handle it, I'm
on your eyes
9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken
should have been gone but you
Still trying to hang on, what happens when you
Chilling at the level on the 10th floor, nobody
Knows your name anymore,
at the level on
The 10th floor nobody
Knows your name anymore, aren't you?
Wait and let me think, just as quick as you
Got large you can quickly shrink &
Sink
know niggas die before they seen they 10th birthday, yeah
Niggas talk to me about fire
Told my niggas I'ma be rich, they called me liar
And now they
Hush, little darling, celebrate
Today's gonna be your birthday
Even if it's not the 10th of September
Sometimes down here you will find
Life won't
bags, we shoot bags to the sticks
V called home from jail, it's a hundred for a 10th
Mark come home in 2020 so I set aside an M
You gon' hear a lot
don't wanna live
That decision is hella childish
Rose gold for my old hoes
They ain't satisfied then I sit 'em down
10th grade, I gave her all shade
I know that part my cousin stay that part
21st and Siegal
My uncle build buildings there
10th and Pappal
My stocks in the building there
Go home and go to bed, son
You're just comin from the barbershop and tryin to get your head done
Take your ass downtown on 10th Avenue
Because a sister
it's not supposed to be
I first saw her in a mega store
The day-glow raven born into a free fall
The fulfillment of a 10th grade prophecy
A motel
named Cassidy
He started off at 13, I mean he actually
Signed his first deal when he was still goin' to high school
10th grade, way back then he was
riding in my 10 speed
Nigga, tell me what the lick read
I was servin' down on 10th Street
I wanted me the Louis V bag, so I fucked around and bought it
the business is
I fired up and I ain't even reload
'Cause I'm back by popular demand
This the North God 10th season
Ten rings on me this ain't easy
I count my
in the booth
You can hear me from beijing Haiti
All the way in belgrade
Remember back in 9th grade 10th grade 11th grade 12 grade
College dropped out
blessed
How I wear my sweater vest
I must confess
I am the f- best
I win so much this is like my (like my)
10th, 10th, 10th, 10th
Victory lap, this is my
the length
From Brooklyn to get a beat on 43rd and 10th
And that's just a short trip to flip without a whip
Tried to shop this most extravagant gift
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