Lyrics:
on a roll out, bet I make something happen
Come to this play making, I did a lot of that, cp three of the mpc, where my ballers at
Shot at plenty niggas who I
live by the rules
You gotta change, or stick with the policies by the school
I ain't gonna be like that
Ima be me and at least try to make it through
Smokin' Needles (forever, motherfuckers)
More hits than the Beatles
Not tryna express sorrow, mourn full acquainted
The name of the golden era, though,
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
superstar
I feel like goin' buy me a new rolex
I feel this album goin' bring a big ??? check
I feel like this nigga could just suck my dick
I feel like we
first album, it shipped gold
That's a insult, considering I did this one in Kinko's
I'm dying to see what this will sold
Will the critics diss it at all,
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
and I'm makin' plays (damn)
Made a milly before I dropped the tape
20k before I hit the stage
Niggas only live one way
Shameless, shameless
'Dat way
More than the average bear that’ll roam around in the forest
You hit it off with Drea that jealousy was euphoric
That month I made an album and no one
management
Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment
Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito
Got your block locked like
Sold out shows three trap phones and a bunch
Of hoes I can't lie, it's been like two years since
I bought new clothes Hit up the galo, buy out saks,
you hell
And if anyone else wants it you can get it as well
I'm compelled, to write a fucking trilogy here
Three albums pure gold, you niggas still
I wouldn't care if you was a cheap broad that lean by the bar
You and 3 broads drinking one drink with 3 straws
Like retards Siamese linked with 3
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
at the ticket counter
You broke bum niggas ain't worth a bullet
My shooter hit the niggas 'round em
And make 'em live through it
You just talking the shit I been
never loved me when I'm down but now I'm W5rldW3de okay?
And now I'm finna drop a album
Greatness dropped in they face...
can't I'mma prove that I can aye
Look at me with a whole damn album
Put some work in now look at the outcome
Three projects and I couldn't be prouder
the town
But we nationwide, by your side
Well fuck you up and save your live
Give us a couple of years for our prime cause
All my negus stay jumpin
All my
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
rd verse seperated by the "Js" that make up their lives,
2nd song to date, that boy Tyler can create,
First, listen to this song wit' your parents drivin'
cyhper
Marcberg, baby fire it off
Split your cabbage, bitch ass rappers spit garish
Live lavish, Mac-10's under big jackets
Hit me a pass, flip that
Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the person
So by the time I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction, you deny you
chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago
I just live by the code. That's all
Wario
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
Intro
So you think it’s cool to break into fucking castles that
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