Lyrics:
streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you goin' through
Son, just don't let it
(Just don't let it)
Just don't let it
(Just don't
plain to see
That I'm amazingly un-lackadasically
And you're a raisin, b
Tryna be nationwide like Brad Paisley
Ya better not play with me
Ya better
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
than
Two little piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw
Ours down. That's what we did
Drove back to the church, had
strapped and all killas, we came for the battle
The Mob back in the sattle makin ya trunks rattle
If I had one dolla, for every nigga who though
That Face
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
to fuck?
Make your way to your truck,
I want to see the way that you jump.
Cause by the time you get your keys
I'm letting loose, motherfucker, lay 'em
do you like that?
The best letter though is when they call you on the phone. That's my favorite. They go, hello, is Brad there? I go, who's calling
the best at
Whatever you do and that's my
Mentality i believed that
I was the best in the world at what I ever
Did and I had the motivation that was needed
ice
I feel like a rapper even though I'm the googs
Googs can't be rappers but- can't say that
Hey, uh
What's up bro? Hi
Hi, how's it goin'?
My name is
'Cause if I get pulled over, then there's a problem
Baby keem got issues and money can't solve them (ay)
I got a bitch that love to do the extras
I pull
bitch
Take notes to the message I gave ya
Ya dyin ho and can't nothin save ya
I'm doin bad, so I'm goin bad
Huh, and you never expected that from brad
But
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
the motherfuckin' house) {x3}
N.p.g. (that's how we rollin')
{crowd noise}
(get a clap goin') {repeat}
Get a grip, tone, get a grip (can I, can I, can I? )
Get
Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings
All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing
I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style
before Simmons got
Picked and rode to Philly
I ran a pick-and-roll, you feel me?
Had a team full of shooters
That moved the rock
I was ballin' outta
paisley here and that’s what
You know the dark paisley serpent’s there
And the right place to be is
Right on the line between them
Put one foot where you
watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets
Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers
the white paisley here
And that's what you know the dark paisley serpent's there
And the right place to be is right on the line between them
Put one foot
shady
My best friend be my lady
You my only homie, cause niggas gettin shady
See what I mean, fuck what they say.
We goin be them niggas that's goin
Goin through the day to day with you is insane
Bein with you is easy we're on the same page
If I had a personal genie I wouldn't need a thing
Hittin' niggas in they fitted cap where the letters at
I told y'all that the truth in here
Recognize hottest thing in a booth in here
The Gooch in here
of consciousness going
That’s when I give the
Best, illest quotes literally
A whisper can throw it off
Today was the first time I realised
If I could have done it
You don't see Brad Paisley sugar footin' like James Brown
(Hey I want to get in too)
Even the Dixie Chicks got their groove on and Earl's dead
But if
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