Lyrics:
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
a nigga, no raccoon
Spending M&M's in June
Took a trip to Cancun
Culture album coming soon (Another one)
Bought the Benz off the lot
Just to give your
crib and a chain and a ring and a whip and some rims for the tires
Guess what? Mom don't work, sent a hundred grand in a LV purse
Made a album with
huh, yeah
Bet I got a number one album
Bet I fall down but overcome every challenge
Bet I hit the Grammies suited up
Get a bag then juice it up by
crazy I don't have a pattern
Imma go buy me a house on
A moon that's orbiting Saturn
I live it, yeah I live it
Beat you man I already did it
I already did
stronger
But I say what don’t kill you, make you more phenomenal
I should write that shit on a shirt
Yo, by the way, I don’t know how long this song has been
hit with reality
I got a long way to go for real, this shit baffling
90 mil on a crib and he not a athlete
If I don't make it for my family this shit
Lyrically equipped to flip a party in a ditch
Live by a code that the youngings don't know
Where a man is a man and we still don't snitch
Spent hours in
Lyrically equipped to flip a party in a ditch
Live by a code that the youngings don't know
Where a man is a man and we still don't snitch
Spent hours in
Welcome to my album, I hope you stay long
I was gonna name this one Growing Pains, but
Then I found a toilet dumped by the railroad
So we took
gon' hit you while ya foot up (boom)
Bars for the high
Getting charged for your lives
Quit massaging the ride, that go from my side
Cause nowadays niggas
aggregated
Ohh "Don't Kill My Vibe"
Don't even try
I, slept good last night
Today I'm feeling alright
I'm tryna live my best life
Good Morning, gotta get on it
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
big
Don't really give a fuck about shit
So long I have money at the crib
Puff on my shit
I only live to get big
Don't really give a fuck about shit
So
Unusual fellow
The album's three times dope
Don't hope it's going to be mellow
I'm coming with the force of a county sheriff
Serving subpoenas
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
I got an album full of memories
I got an album full of memories
Not a lot of faces in these videos
cll you gon hear is some pretty hoes
Dancing
the night i whip my car with no lights
Waiting for you cross by with a bike
I’m not alright i do not like anyone who Don’t like to fight
Never met anyone my
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
tell my players hold your head and keep your glock by your side
Don't be scared to up and bust when they testin' your pride
Juwan Turner got killed man
Tried to hit me with no contact but we still know you a bitch
Swear to God this bitch is broke, she gets her drugs by flashing tits
They see me step out
Quality material
Yo, check this out
Yeah, you heard it
Kweli
You don't know how to say it by now, fuck you
Broadcastin' live, from Brooklyn, New York
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