Lyrics:
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So you better go get you some creatine
Get your weight up
Out here in America man (hello)
I'm still in America
Where church is a Broadway
right, we gon' take it back
These mothafuckas goin' to start catchin'
Lefts and rights and uppercuts
I don't give a fuck
Put your guns down, let's have fun
They can't question what we do Jigga
Once again it's on, Young run through you niggaz
Like a glitch in the computer nigga
I'm the shit, I'm a sewer
ya'll niggaz, you +Can't Knock It+
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J.
Like
em get to U
Very viscous with this
There is nothing they can do
Uncoordinated dude
Niggas be on funny moves
Never been petty I always valued
Sometimes, you take a guy
Jimmy does his thing and I do my thing
And at a certain point these egos can
Flare up and we kind of just took it
Back to high school
on over and get a free H-U-G
A free H-U-G yeah
thats what I said come get one
Cus I'm a scene kid, scene kid
Hated by few and loved by a lot
Can't swallow
me high enough
So I won't be stuck here running
From the guns and drugs and boys in metal cuffs
'Cause when you come from where I do
The odds are
stand up straight
It's a long life, only one last chance
Couldn't get much better, do you wanna dance?
It's a long life, better pinch yourself
Get
heart that it wasn't right
And he knew that he needed to get away from it
Now I want you to also imagine, that at 17 years old
This child, okay, leaves
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
niggas do anything to anyone
And on the streets I don't doubt nothin'
So when you talk to Mase better watch your mouth, son
Yo, if niggas wanna act,
the deal with Jay
I got my first number one and you was on the run with me
Never want to leave the country if I can't take my gun with me
You weren't with
out
Or do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me!
Thug life, baby. Thug Luv
I'll probably be punished
ni ye
Omoge duro na
Who carve you duro na
I wanna know you better duro na
Who born you duro na
Omoge whats your koko whats your koko
So can I get
just look at me, look at me, look at me
And you got to love this gift we been blessed with. I do
Number one and nobody can touch this you know
Gotta hit
right by my side
Cus you down to ride
Can’t tell no lies, u never one to pop in disguise
Mink on your lashes and tats on your thighs
I get you wet, make
pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre,
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
from Japan
Yeah, she mad I ain't your man
Like she can tell me again
Bad bitch and she giving me neck
Dumb ho, yeah, you need my respect
I ain't even
like a fuse
You ain't gotta re-up if you cop right
You can turn on Cameron Minter
Get ya mind right
All the haters sayin' all I do is sound bite
But
to you spit your rap someone else wrote
Used to get beat up by the big kids
Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
And I wouldn't do shit but just
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
and do a show
You would get to see everybody from miles come running
Yelling for Machine Gun Kelly
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in better bring
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