Lyrics:
of the tip
Daddies a rolling stone
I'm rolling in shit with these pigs
In south side
Who you rolling with in the sticks?
With hair weaves and air streams
of the tip
Daddies a rolling stone
I'm rolling in shit with these pigs
In south side
Who you rolling with in the sticks?
With hair weaves and air streams
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
of living like I'm Malcolm
Stuck in the middle and there's no way out
Can I really be a vegetable if I'm stuck down south
Sworn loser and I never let
a promise
My next few albums, instead of projects
They'll be a difficult test inside the
Cover for the mind's optics
Come in my hood, but bring the guns with
in the south that’s NC, studying for my degree
This album is return to peace, this album is a family tree
Look up at the line, and I see a lot of real
By deep in a cadillina
With a rusty ass niner looking for trouble
So what? I know the same streets you know
Yeah so what? I go the same places you go
I
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
by
So here it is
Conscious to the fact that the rhymes that I spat
In past times just might overlap
If they do dig deep and cope with that
thought it
Made an album over 100,000 people bought it
Thank you
[chorus]
[verse 3]
To all the youngers cotchin on the staires in the flats
With
yourself or
Dream about whatever I say just by the way I
Say it, It's mad
Words, vibrations, they can create
And they can also destroy
Ayy, well lemme
Bitch, I'll rip your fucking face off
I never take no day off, I stay in the club if the bass hard
I only hop on the beat if the credits say "produced by
in
Yeah I'm going all in
For the win
Yeah that boy killa
Bitch I'm from the south
I grew up off them chicken dinners
Gold grill shining
Got me feeling
bitch
Coming straight out the south I'm just tryna get rich
Come from the dirt like a zombie
Wrapping bricks up like a mummy
I was down on my ass had
Produced by: Skeyez Beats
Skit Vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 瑞
Mixed/Mastered by: 瑞/郭子翊
PlanZ’s Voicemail:
More Vision, break a leg, boy
Stevv
It's about to get real up in here
So weather you come from Africa
Weather you come from Europe
The Caribbean, central South America
(Mercer
Like some succotash
But that do not mean I ain't rolling in cash
I'm trying to crank
This album out now
I'm delaying it when I don't know how
I wrote
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
Thank you for spending your time
Listening to this album
Let's go
This is not a diss it's a challenge
Creativity is amiss not talent
Our identity is
moved on to a bigger school
A smaller fish swimming in a much bigger pool.
By his brother’s rep he was known to be cool
But by some staff still considered
moved on to a bigger school
A smaller fish swimming in a much bigger pool.
By his brother’s rep he was known to be cool
But by some staff still considered
above, tell me kid you been allowed to point it to re-emerge
Kicking lyrics in the South, no issue
Wipe that drizzle off your mouth, it's time to wake up
Cthulhu
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
(1st Verse)
Deep beneath the pacific ocean in full locomotion
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