Lyrics:
beats and i built my streak without no fucking hard line
I'm dropping these bars then i hear your shit like damn u spitting odd lines
Shit
Now your fans
done had y'all chance why bring drama to Mah peaceful lands I seen how You peacefully place your hands praying on my downfall yet I rise yeah I rise get
Yeah
Laid up in the night
(Thinking about that time)
You got me right
(Can't get you out my mind)
I think I might
(Hit your line another time)
You
They know we out for a ride
(ride)
I go wherever feels right
(right)
They know the digits to my line
But they can't seem to get the time
(time)
Too
a little higher
We got our feelings over high
And to the breaking of the right side
Onto the white line
If you want to be the man
We got a little higher
We
Got the money on my mind, Cookin' up, got the recipe, we gon' get it through the grind
Street shit, got the best of me, swear these niggas outta line
want, I ain't really tryna cross that line (Cross that line)
Tell me what you're thinking, if it ain't easy, oh, that's fine (Oh, that's fine)
No, I aint
This mine on sight, you a pussy ass bitch
Why you crying out of line, you stupid fucking bitch
Oh you just wasting time, that's a bitch made bitch
No,
a motherfucking friend[00:14.21]Blicky by my side till the very end[00:16.64]And all these bitches on my line but I've been chasing M's[00:19.30]Can't complain this
chrous:
stay on the front lines
don’t quit
the fire cant burn
if it doesn’t get lit x3
stay on the front lines
can’t quit
stay on the front
Stakes piled high across the land
We play a royal hand
From castles made of sand
Bodies hanging by a fine line
Feeding serpentine relations
With
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, no
Straight lines cross mine, I don't resist
These nights alone, I feel amiss
How real it feels to be like
Ring, ring, ring, this your wake up call (I wake 'em up)
If I reach your voice-mail then I'm shakin' y'all. (I shake 'em up!)
All Bars on the line
You've no choice
It's them you have to belief
Don't dare to think just stay in line
There's no redemption for you
Behold, the defenders of discipline
dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun
Searchin' high, searchin' low
Searchin'
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun
Searchin' high, searchin' low,
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
half way down
So I am going to help you
If I can
I've been caught
In wilderness
In wilderness
I've got out well
I found myself
In desert lands
get at her another time
I'ma go scoop me a yellow dime
She go both ways like the yellow line
I'm fuckin' her friends she fuckin' mine, oh shit
Still
their own hands, conscientious people
Crackin' down on the druglord and his band, government people
Confiscatin' all the dealer's land, patch o' ground
Behind a thunder cloud.
Chatter in the air,
Like a telegraph line.
Big drops hissing on the neon sign.
Thumping in my heart,
And it's hurting me
we go, set, pass the Moët
My trickery's more slippery when wet
Wicked as I flip, don't trip, get a grip
It'll kick, if the bass line's thick, it's
I've traveled o'er this country wide seeking fortune fair
Up and down the two coast lines I've traveled everywhere
From Portland East to Portland
world, so I stay in mine
And niggas don't cross the line, niggas stay in line
Like welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere
Hotter than a devil, nigga, hell yeah
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