Lyrics:
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
can't control her hormones
"Why are you doing this? What did I do?"
Allow me to refresh your mind, boo
It was a cold fall night in 2017
September 17, down
the greatest hits of Donnie Hathaway
Got interrupted by a drive-by shooting half a block away
Fahim was in the window, he didn't get hit though
All please due
these niggas with
This New York flow
Say one nigga name homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York know
I use to listen to Jada
I've never listened
house (Go)
That's my five dolla ho
There's some hoes in this house (Go)
How much I gotta blow?
I'm working out that bag that you
Wish you had your hand
fuckin' ass like my shoe size
I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo
You do what we say and we'll do what we want to
We're fuckin' up your city and we're
way you can reproduce it
I got verse in my spirit cause I was raised by this music
Hit the stage with the fuse lit, set to aim at a few kids
No names
Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep
I seen this heap of shit, you in steep
Y'all been warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm
Y'all been
Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep
I seen this heap of shit, you in steep
Y'all been warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm
Y'all been
plus they jerkin my space
Shouted cause they chase when I strut out
Sift through my block I'm c-cool
She's my mood to brace
Stole my mind back black
So
is cash involved
I gotta have it
There's many different levels to
The criminal mind
Either you in it for the money
Or you wasting your time
My destiny
on
I'm tryna stay in shape
I lift weights and eat grapes
Cause it elevates my mind and my body
It's so hard we get simple
Body is your temple
That's why
it up alright
Next step, it's time to motherfuckin blow their minds
Follow it up with some clever lines
Not cocaine, I'm talking about rhymes
Speaking
perfected my structure
Writ a mixtape, I'm ahead like your skull is
Quick 'em with pace
Some are left where the gun is
Sky-high ain't above this
Mike Myers
nigga, make better decisions (Better decisions)
Make better decisions (Pop pop pop pop pop)
That shit blowing mine
This shit a blow ya mind
I can feel
Got a fuck you mental
Need no words this instrumental
Cause nowadays niggas try to redirect you
Or hop up in your vehicle without no petrol
I’ll them
asthmatics
Just like Big, tell them niggas, kidnap your kids,
Fuck em in the ass and throw um over the bridge
When I'm on the east, I'm ballin' wit that
change your mind about vaccines man
Look, I wish I had the time that you deserve
This system sucks, ain’t paid to talk,
We’re paid to do procedures
I
Peng ting laying on my mattress
Certain man are out here doing back flips
Told her come around 9 cah I'm active
These times the girl your laying down
Need to get a lot of
Stuff off my chest i want everyone
To know that your dreams
Are not invalid this is
An autobiography of ideology, I need to do
from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the garden
Word life, this shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial even
everybody
I'm hanging off the branch of a tree
With a rope on my
This happens to often mental garbage forget
Burn your mouth just like a cigarette
For not
wasn't free
I dropped off one G
And left it with them
Thought it was a steal
Until I didn't have any wheels
But it didn't work out like a kid playin'
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