Lyrics:
I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me
ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
Yea Cause when I hit the block I just be burning up the gas
Clutching on some hundreds
Glock in the dash
Rollin with the stashbox
Woods and the glass
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
If you see me in
systems still rot
Still harassed by cops, snitches on blocks
Sellin they peoples out - some
Real folks with clout
Tavis Smiley, Michael Eric Dyson
Stokely
to do tha
kid that tried to slip for some buda, sleep (word up)
I peeped every spot his boys be, I got crew
But what am I do is get somebody new to do it
threats and I been around the block
Better mind your step
Better hold your breath
Do it 'til your face turn blue
And I got that new new new
Make it stick
drake nike
Hate really means deep down you like me
So all my opps know you help my psyche
I know you haters mad I can catch ya bluff
'Cause a new kid
written by Brenda kid
Prove you the best I'll delete all the evidence
I'm In the league with the legends and
I'll shake the game up ill etcher sketch
Y'all
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
Yeah, a lot changed since the first Coke Boy album
But then again, not too much
Girls still out here poppin' their boxes
Kids out here smokin'
But nevermind that old money, I'm tryna get a new buck
Buy the nubuck, fresh size 12
And ain't nobody help me - we did it by ourselves
Inspiring
Opp
Niggas wanna clout chase
See em wit this tool pop
Imma cop a new watch
Then pull up on yo block
I don't fuck wit hoes naw
That shit it just not me
(woo)
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Pour
the house dog
I don't give a fuck, thug life I'm an outlaw
I been the new kid at school 15 times
That's having to prove I'm cool 15 times
Losing all my
to make it cuz gotta find a skill
There's way there's a way you just need a will
Coming from them blocks but I ain't got no opps
All I got are these
pleading the fifth
Pray for the crib and I pray for the kids
Pray for the life and the way that we slid
Pray for my brothers and cause we off the grid
impressed by some, others don't hold water
Some of y'all new rappers are my sons and daughters
That's why Mommy's Home and I got my belt
You gon' feel this
I needed
I hit the road on the weekends to do a show
Ain't ask for money but they
Still gave a lil' dough
Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
most lines
I turn words into numbers
That made work for my brothers
From a kid in the bit's to Columbus
Now the world's my circumference
My little man's
[Hook]
You hear a lot of music, but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring
But
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