Lyrics:
broke
(Even if we was broke)
You know that we'd still be fly
That's why I do what I do
Want more than just to get by
N' if it all crash and burn
At least
Labeled me a con, ‘fore the 6’9 “Locked Up”
Remix
G shit, I’m always gone peep shit
But if I see us get at you, just know I ain’t see shit
Like I’m blind
Money it can make a n**** act different, when you get it n***** start act different
Trust nobody cause they gon tell your business
Stay by my
they don't want it
By then your connect will clearly see you on ya grind
Shit you come to get a nine and he front you what you buyin'
As long as you
life just so you feel me
Later for all that nonsense & foolery
We on that 9-5 grind the office
N***a you on that bulls**t get off it
Get off it get get
redruM, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh, that's what Lil Fly would do
Now Killaman what would you do?
First I hit up Crunchy and I get full of that Holy Ghost
him disappear
Ay n**** f*** all the slick talk, get bread instead
Stay low strapped up metal on inf red
Too smooth, won't slip, new jewels, don't trip
only thing they dodging is chargers
I was poppin regardless
And they say when you led by that paper
A n**** get defined as an artist
Off the market we
f**kin’ bright
So we don’t loose sight
That we’re feel’n alright
On this lovely night
So turn up the tunes
We bout to go so deep we should have pontoons
Don't mind my lyrics
Spelling facts few dawgs bro who will get it
Kanlachi jamais tri9 lgoals hfarii ghatji slow motion
Kanchuf l3amer hda l half lkhawi
(somethin' in my head)
Says if he disrespect N9NE then he done (somethin' in my head)
Wishes I could put the 9 on his tongue, (somethin' in my head)
Says
**** to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
A young visionary looking up to the vets
Ain't no surprise the streets were like a playground
My brother once told me better get up don't stay down
N' if
pokeys I
Drop my guard get carved like Toby
Stark like Tony
So don't spark till only homies dey but holy moly this hit hard that sold me
One high start end
Come F**k Wit Kash N*gga
Uh Huh
You can get a bag n*gga
Uh Huh
Im talking big racks
And we dont f**k it rats n*gga
Uh Huh
Come F**k Wit Kash N*gga
Uh Huh
bitch don't jam
If i get in some shit
I got voices in my head saying kill em
I know we all fighting demons my n***a
I got some shit on my chest
Thinking
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin'
The dopest
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second,
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second,
n***a
That's G
(Ya)
Hunnid n***a
One hunnid n***a
One hunnid n***a
That's me
(Ya)
Hunnid n***a that's me
(Ya)
Hunnid n***a that's me
I don't want drama
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Hahahaha, in the world of BET
I'm just too better than rock and roll huh
In the world of MTV
My name is too gangsta huh, hahaha
the middle of a crisis
N9ne has got a knife and I get really hype and fight the type to spite the
Light then ignite the rights
Let's get the bright devices,
clap clap
I don’t even want her you can have that
yea he mad mad talkin shit get the gat gat
Shout ta b ward give ‘em dap dap
Can’t match that put
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