Lyrics:
energy
That... family first dom toretto typa energy
I grab her by the waist
She so gentle when she next to me
Fuck it
But you know it's true
Spent weeks
They say I'm unhealthy, hella handsome and wealthy (goddamn)
I look out for the family and I gotta move stealthy (oh)
I'm on my black horse, that's
blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck
pam the shortie
She said dinner by 12 came around by three
We both don't give a fuck, only Givenchy
All black Saint Laurent suit am trynna keep it low
The lace lady
Travel with grace baby
I can't afford to cover the cost of course maybe
Settle that one in court 'cause
Judging by the basics
why can't you love me?)
I've been held, closely by a stranger
She moved above the law
50gs in the floor
Type to bring with me a key right to her
to the rhymin' biz
No, I don't believe we've been introduced
I'm back, to a nice ovation
Shine like a diamond by myself, call it isolation
Words be crusty,
basements
I scratched records and performed a few tricks
KDC mix let the Black man talk shit
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like
Or appetite for destruction
And a thirst for your mama
Either way I keep it going
'til that thang is empty
Been nice since Mike Tyson
Punched Soda Popinski
niggas really with the shits i'ma start riding 360
Chauffeur like i'm riding Bentley bulletproof everything on me
I'm a black man got to ride presidential
God damn, I'm feeling sick, bitch, call the doctor
Don't act like I ain't been dead to ya
Don't act like I ain't deserve this shit
Couldn't last
And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future
VIER
She look like Shakira, I move with a diva Them boys act like, them boys act like divas
Fuck her like I need her, my little Treesha, ex bitch
Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know?
Shit I know a lot more than I should
The hood stood by me just like I thought it would
Dont act like I'm
broke back
On my coattail, bitch, give my coat back
Niggas behave the same as how they souls act
Like a high school kid back when I would smoke Blacks
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
be trying to act fake
Shut up and pass me the R. Kelly tape
'Cause one we going to the room of fun
For a nice 68 and I'll owe you one
Don't looked
tryna you to go
Fast attraction, grab some
"Oh, don't stop nasty black man"
Man that action had me coughin' up cars, keys and cash
Just to sniff a fat
yourself with a thrash metal fact
Death to posers
Guess what it's about the meaning, not the act
Uh - Rodent's Cyco
Cyco Cyco - Cyco Overload
It's time
the keys
Close your eyes put your hands out and type in 3D
Oh man
Black business in technology
Oh man
Guardians of the galaxy
Oh man
Feel like the sun
Drive, used to ride by the crib
A lot of family, but they all live in London
Probably why they always show up late to the function
Tall young man with
hating the fact
I be smoking on the weed to relax
Love her body cause she keep it intact
Now I'm sneaking in the key on the mat
You'll be mine by the end
things..
Tryna make em see its just diffrent colors buh same skin.
Same color of blood,, if black or white bleed.
Its not ah nice scene.. Its not ah nice
I'm eatin' day by day, ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
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