Lyrics:
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
thinking bout that million-dollar home on the lake
Okay, unt uh, that ain't that ballin motto
Spend big faces by the million like I hit the lotto
Got cost by
a whole lotta ho) (oh)
Whole lotta cars (whole lotta cars)
Whole lotta riches (whole lotta cash)
I'm the one that put your ho up on a mission (I'm
on back to me, girl
Yeah, heh, heh, ohh, huh, huh
Only here by the grace of Jah, jumped out and
Where each time bad bitch chase the car
Mandatory too far
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck fear now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga
Gangsters, this is how
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck fear now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga
Gangsters, this is how we
fine ladies they already left
cs soon as I hit the corner I bagged 'em myself
Now the streets I do on my car's upset
My city right behind me riding
Hit hit hit hit
This a different vibe
Hit hit hit hit
That's a different vibe
Hit hit hit hit
That's a different vibe
Don't get crossed no more don't
I got things that you ain’t never seen
This gon be my year, 2-0-19
It’s so bizarre, how I got this far
Used to ride the bus, now I drive a car
I whip
Your life has changed by the way that I walk,
Crucify me cause of the way that I talk.
Y’all hate when I say that I’m repping New York,
I’ve Been
Thank you very much
We'd like to hit one serious note for you
Even if that note is out of tune
We'd like to hit a serious note, right now
June
Thank you very much
We'd like to hit one serious note for you
Even if that note is out of tune
We'd like to hit a serious note, right now
June
hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being
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
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
Blocked in my driveway by two cars (two cars)
Uber's running hella late, that's two stars (two stars)
Got a session in North Hollywood, that's too
bag?
In your car, and we popped the steering wheel
And left it up by six flags (hit man)
My whole family full of ?hetland? hustlas
Now tell your
to be stung by a bee, that's just me
Or a wasp
Yeah, I'm being legit...
Got a clean record (you know?)
It really went from...
A joke to an album now I'm
making hit's while
They're taking shit's
Making tracks while they're taking naps
If you said that I was wack
I will make you take it back
To when my car
wit a weak album I can't believe
You got no skills, chill plus your corny
You think your hardcore 'cause you got a 40?
My car is not tint
I
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
album is a metaphor
I ain't never lived in a fancy house with a grand entrance and a fancy couch
I don't even drive a brand new car, shit, I ain't even
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