Lyrics:
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
broke boys
I swear y'all some broke boys
Disrespect me and my boys, you won't speak again, boy
Disrespect me and the gang, you won't speak again, boy
Love
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
(Verse 1)
I was motivated by Scherff, now I'm killin every verse
Remember when they hated, now my album on they shirt
I got different flows, this
and you can see why
This album’s filled with random thoughts from an average guy
And that’s me, what i’d like to be known as publicly
Just a guy chilling by
on the beach
(Gangsta Grillz)
(Let's go)
Coke Boys 6 (uh, shoutout Frank)
DJ Drama (Coke Boys 6, yeah)
(Big stepper, Kitty, let's go)
I be on the beach
I be on the sand
Bitch im out of reach
Call you when I land
Countin when Im sleep
Silence of the lambs
See em in the street
Tell em
Spread in the city I'm plumin'
Boy you got me hot, fumin'
We all make mistakes we human
Yo, I'm playing shows, getting paid by the fistful
Talk cheap
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
in the night, yeah
I just want to stay in the light, yeah
So come on, take a seat where the shadows can't reach
Let's sit by the sea on the beach where
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
Home boy, I tap dance on the clouds
Who, who, who is it?
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
I don't wanna go to the beach
Not cause of the water
Not cause of the sand texture
Not cause the suns got hotter
I don't wanna go to the beach
Cause
Yep
(Shut the truck up)
Team Logz
Sunset
Feat Dark Ollie
Walking along the beach with the salty ocean breeze (Yeah)
Yeah just finished up dinner
shit, sound like my old albums
Heard you boys ain't true, wanna be like my whole crew
You even got a lil' DJ, trying to be like Screw
But nigga y'all
5, 6, a-5, 6, 7, 8
Bathing beauty, on the beach
Bathing beauty, say hello
What a cutie, what a peach
Bathing beauty, watch her go
(Alright, Meg,
the wait
One big room full of bad bitches (yeah)
One big room full of bad bitches
Tez pushed the album back, man
One big room full of bad bitches (sorry)
I know I shouldn't have did that
I know it's come right back
I know it's' going to
Destroy everything I made
It's probably gon' get your boy sent
Boy, Going Disney XD like a Toy
Story, they call me Cory
Kenshin
I’m going anime like I’m in Genshin
This album take me to a new dimension
Raising
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