Lyrics:
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
die Szene in Flammen aufgehen wie das Hellgate
Das Original, eure Spotify-Charts klingen wie'n Schlagermusik-Hitmedley
Ra-ta-ta-ta, bis all den
me I seen you by the corner you had a straw hat
And dressed like Tom Sawyer now I'm bout to call the police so they can
Haul ya down to the station
crook
By plot or buy scheme we drop Training Day 2
And done a headline on the
Run facin' fed time
Had me runnin' so long now my legs tired
Love expired,
the Thanos of the rap game
Don’t make me snap
Cuz once I do
Y’all really can’t come back
I’m here to G check rap
And I been on that
Hit on hats
And really kick
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
selfie with your kissy face
Icky, I rock a rhyme on time, it's tricky
Get it strictly, busy
Before the city owned by Disney
Miss me like New York is
to the E. Bola
Manifest brain tumors through the phone as you roam in your Motorolas
[J-Treds]
All hail, J and El the fan drives, we got
It—It's still
Still relevant in this time and
Unfortunately, it's a situation that
Directly hit home on him so
If y'all don't mind
You know, y'all just bear
Oi might be a woman-beater but I'm not a pussy-eater
So when the shit hits the fan, it's outta my mouth
You don't like what I'm talkin' about?
All
bite too hard, I'ma say that shit
But don't bite me bitch, I don't play that shit
Marques Houston, I don't play that shit
By the time we got halfway
from my family artists and my friends
I hope all I'm lending out is helping hands
Support that I've gotten, so far and it's plenty
Three albums I
Wouldn't care if I hit 53 cops
Julianie might as well be merking niggas
'cause the time that he giving out is hurtin niggas
And all these record label
time ain’t for wasting
Grind by myself for the life I been aiming
Out from the basement, ain’t chasing placements
Talk up your pen I just come and erase
been around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place with me at the wrong time
I'm a psychopath, in a minute lose my fuckin mind
Calm down,
serious
So mrs Jones can talk about me in 5th period
Yea She always hated me
I Knew it by the way she always Graded me
After school all the bullies sat
Or I can curl up in my bed cus I'm feeling hungover
This writer's block shit's been killing my vibe hard
This is the longest I've had it now by far
All
by the bar
So I buy the bar
Turn the bar to a party
We all takin shots like Kobe
Got all, these bitches lookin at me
I see 99 problems but it ain’t 1
an album, get classes
(Chorus)
(Prodigy)
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B
B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns
to hit you freaks, but y'all world sitting stretched across our streets, gotta get thru one way or another, if I gotta hit a brother, then I gotta hit
I'm rapping this song to give you all the news
Album dropping dropping dropping, it's gonna be lit
Subscribers are popping cause we're about to make
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
man
I s-said realize the game, mob hit nigga
Stack chips and make some motherfuckin' bank
I s-said realize the game
[E-40]
Look here, abominable,
doomed
They all sayin' We need food
Tick tick tick times up, boom
Nickel nine on the speaker, you know where to find us, get a clue
Been bumpin AK since
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