Lyrics:
gone ride wit meat the top of the hill by woods n water to look at the sky wit meWe just lookin beyond our dreamsMaking ways we can live like kings
run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died
the treasure and
Shoutin' fuck the man, I was raised up by the motherland
Get my paper and my chains up on the other hand
Turn me to king contraband rulin'
Rollin' in the city, chrome on the wheels, that's how I ride,
Cruisin' down the boulevard, with my crew right by my side,
Lamborghini doors up,
when your in my presence
I'm the king you the queen, we don't fuck with peasants
I wrote this shit right from the heart, I hope you get the message
You
this drip you can't acquire
Cause you dry you don't aspire
Did I just hear you let out a sigh
I, I,
Like to be by me myself and I ain't sorry boy
Left
With their pistol grip pumps
What a romp this'll be, hold your applause like a doctor
Turn my head and cough at these awful impostors
By the time that
descended down from Vanna White
Life's fast, take time to smell the roses, Bama life
Listen to my old shit, pat myself on the back, damn I'm nice
By
can't move it
Heat up my pot till it's oozin
Bring it to a simmer like a cruisin
Can't just do it for amusement
Gotta be a winner, not a loser
God save
crazy
You heard I got powers, I'm gon' abuse 'em
Yeah, fuck all your rules, never seen me loosin'
Just look at me smile, yo, I'm always cruisin'
Love
and then I attack
Blowin' my Woods straight ta the face,
Livin’ my life without a complaint
Cruisin' with my babe, feel that positive vibe
Aim fo’ fast
Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The sheik he drove his
Pass the crown to the new female king
This is real dog, you nothin' but a lean out thing
Like the end of the world
We put it all to a stop
Stuck
Stuck in the sim
Surrounded by demons
I seen them within
Hit delete
I'm just feedin' my ego and sins
Indulge in this day that I leave in
out of this place
So soon, I tell em by any means necessary
That’s necessary oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Yo blud how you mean?
‘Cos you’re my priorities
pursuin the big dreams
From small schemes to big tingz
We all kings by all means
Got two rings no downside
Words flow like landslide
Explosive like
McDonald's, took it to my stashbox, 560 State St.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons wippin' pastry's
Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus
Drivin' so
to the concrete jungle
With the king heir's mackin, rulin' over knuckle
Hits to the bed, cause Right Said Fred
Lock em up with the bee's wax, kick it to em dred
Yo,
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem
file up when I'm rollin with the muthafuckin black talents
Cause if you're cruisin for a brusin, then you're schemin for a beamin
Niggas done
change deniers
Child labor, hate thy neighbor
Yes I do
Hate you too
Kardashian Queens
Olsteen Gods
Qanons, Trust fund frauds
Ted cruisin through tax
Cruisin in the whip w a drum and a long choppa
Let's get the party started I'm rocking it ain't no stop in it
I stand on ten on who I am not handing out
fokken Biggy ja dis Biggy fokken Biggy is Biggy fokken Biggy ey
Out here living my best life always having the best time
Cruisin’ soos ‘n test drive maak
Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on through the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout
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