Lyrics:
{Let's do it}
Okay, Jazze
We in the motherfucking building, dip set bitch
I heard my man T I was the motherfucking king in the south
Well you know,
with a chicken and a biscuit
My *** get the same thing every year
Different mew new year match the color with they hair
And you know it cost kitty if I
better
I know you have degree in biz admin
You don't know what to do with your life
Won fun e shop to buy things you like
So its rude and impolite
But
a domino effect with all these hoes
The way that I'm knockin' them down, one by one, that's how that shit go
She eatin' me up, it's so good, yeah
She do
paid
I’m just bound to go up
Go up, go up
Go up, go up
Go up, go up
‘Cause my money big
It grown up, grown up
Grown up, grown
niggas ridaz.
Check it.
[Chorus]
All of my niggas ridaz.
Small time grindas, pimps and big timers.
Whether it's heiron or hemp wit China.
health and mental
It's so hard to write on these instrumentals
Cause it's all gonna change once I go back to Temple
The last thing that I wanna do here is
and murder the scene o
I’m thankful for everything o
Oluwa dey do for me o
So let them know say it’s Iyanya
DJ Big N spin the thing o
Ah ah ah ah ah
When you
and murder the scene o
I’m thankful for everything o
Oluwa dey do for me o
So let them know say it’s Iyanya
DJ Big N spin the thing o
Ah ah ah ah ah
When you
who's a Captain (You're not a Captain)
This is new a sea come see this mountain V
It has history 'bout things you thought it didn't, but let's leave that
', watching Big Momma
Holdin' it down like a playa should
Sing-a-long now!
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner
Stayin' alive, living the life
Gots to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop
Riding good, twenties, TV's, leather and wood
Poppin', watching Big Momma
the little things fly yeah
You got a memo
Fuck the demo let'em all know
This instrumental was made by the hands of the devil yeah
Little do you all know
the future
Here's the top five things you need to know when writing music
Five
Find your unique style and drive
Four
Consistent energy whether it's verse
You say you know my life…..
Hahahaha
But like most things…
It's only a peek
Kill 'em J
Both of 'em (that's two) my mother and father naw they didn't
is onto us
Sometimes they just do too much
These days don't know who to trust
Can't tell if it's love or lust
Guess that's why I'm out for blood
I
a change up
I'ma die by my respect
Face it I told them they need to go chase it cause only thing I get is checks
Now I charge every time that I be poppin
shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
Pushin cookies in the soft ones
I can do better, by myself, not bad
Girl ate the whole thing if she call
is lookin back at my life it never seems like I wasted glances
Man it's all a big game, that's why it doesn't mean a thing
That I get money and fame,
someone could tell you they’ll love you forever.
A year goes by and they leave you and claim that its for the better
Break your heart, then you do some shit
off do a couple stunts with the blunt
Kick my shoes off get my bunions sucked by a slut
She a Roomba
It was mad robotic I moaned it was mad melodic
She
guardian of the analogies
Automatic bullets with the words I rap casualties
Came with a bigger flow Big Show go Bam like Bigelow
Instrumental I kill it
it
Open up the doors to the safe valve cabin
Now look, take sips out the bottle
Forty-inch screens, bad chicks off the model
Runway poppin', you know
I'm Flawda nigga 407 poppin shit
Them ppl tried to set me up the play was obvious
Heard they playin with the woo
Oh the things they do
For the money
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