Lyrics:
We so jiggy up in here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
The world is
at the same place you are now in
You shouting, announcing, you wanna win
With similar minded men with great business acumen
We can make an acquisition till
a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies haha
Major Pain boy
Yeah yeah
I'm in first place in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that
a enemy
Shout out to all my frenemies haha
Major Pain boy
Yeah yeah
I'm in first place in this wonderful World chase
I'm a current case of a rapper that
Fellows, if you're arn I will spin a yarn
That was told to me by Able Seaman Jones
Once he had the blues so he took a cruise
Far away from
and sirens, niggas open fire
Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise, until I die
Ask me why I'm a boss player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by niggas can't
while I'm gettin' high
I'm watchin' as the world goes by
'Cause they don't give a fuck about us
If I choose to ride, thuggin' 'til the day I die
They
learn (I'm high)
I use my Colt 45 to shoot down your Olde English
By the time that I'm finished I peel the caps off six Guinness
Skwad Training helps
We so jiggy up in here (let's go Weezy)
Slim baby, I see you (yes)
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go 'round
The world is
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shining, like who on top of this?
People was hustling, arguing and bustling
Gangsters of Gotham
Ey you know what time it is, right, hahahaha
Khaligraph Jones, hey Dax what's good
You ready?
Big shout out to Vinc on the beat btw
Let's get 'em
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
hu...i said come to my sunday service
nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
the niggity nasty Jim Jones
boot ya in the head,
steal toes
a piece of shit or you're my new brethren
I'm just getting more fit when I exercise you
I'm an exorcist place a hex on my next ex soon
Playing doom in
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbours a long time back
They lived down the road from us in a shack just like our shack
We worked the fields
lyrics in places
Stuffed under your mattress
Or a couch in your basement
Too embarrassed to even
Spit in a cypher rotation
Develop your strengths
Like
to me
Odds are getting dropped my me, high like Pras in Haiti's
Rips fully laced like Madonna wardrobe in the '80s
Museum is where they place these
Stuck in one place, no level ups, that shit embarrassing, Im up late playing a vinyl by George Harrison
They don't tell me how they feel, I guess they're
on the corner, gonna see to that
Some like to smoke and some like to blow
Some are even strung out on a fifty dollar Jones
Some are trying to ditch reality by
And I’m smoking my weed, it got me so high.
But my license suspended, damn who gone drive?
And I’m living too fast, my life done flown by, no lie nigga I’m
first moved to New York
I was a teenager it was 1979 and New
York was a very scary place in the
First year I was held at gunpoint
Raped on a rooftop with
bullets i pull it like a AR
Stay in yo lane drop a album like Daystar
Red dot on the stick like that bitch got a radar
I’m going global
Demons on both of my
when I die
I'm going to a place on high
no need to question why
all things must die
when I'm gone don't cry too long
cause I'll be singing my songs
'Cause they don't give a fuck about us
While I'm getting high, I'm watching as the world goes by
'Cause they don't give a fuck about us
Rise, rise
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