Lyrics:
know better by now
He said
Baby don't you save me
I've been hoping on the daily
I could hold it down don't hate me
I was almost ready, but you know life
when it's beef
Whole hood in the feds
Only one still on the streets
So until I sit down, I'ma ball like the heat
Walk in Somerset and spend a
Thousand
the blunt down outta grace
Round the same age I started to forget shit
All that shit was common place
He put a razor blade to my neck
But I ain't never feared
Especially those who never rose
They want better clothes and nicer lives
I don't have an ego
I go harder than average people
Plus I got twice the drive
Suited
them black ones, platinum ones:well me?)
I prefer that platinum thing, to go with all my platinum chains
Plus it's hot to death I figure, plus I'm
get it
Remind you I'm out here wit my niggas
No pistol but got weed and a whole lotta liquor
Hit the club line long we skip that cuz we the alphas
down, livin' in the D-M-Z
We're livin' in the D-M-Z
Times up, let's go, all that we know
Release tension, you're my hero
After dark, terror in
complete, sweet
But you know when to flip it street
Freak but only when it comes to me
See that's why you're my wifey
This you should know
Cause
tiger, you no try to run
Give a fuck 'bout your Chanel (I don't)
I'm tied in with the mayor (achoo)
Go sit down, went to jail
I'm part of the cartel
You don't do that type of shit when you in relationship
And you a hundred with your mate, so don't go acting like no saint
'Cause it's a two-way
angst
Words that form themselves in trance
Shut my mind off, let the soliloquies dance
I don't know what to say
When faced with my problems I just hide
BLP KOSHER - “Miami Rainbows” - Lyrics
He caught a Rico did em nasty. Let my people go like pharaoh
Peeled off, spinning in reverse, that’s
a glock by you
(Yea) tryna keep a lock on you
They don't know that it's a lot on you (yea)
Tryna get my people at the top, I view
They corrupt they was only
on the gas cause that shit raisin' by the gallon
Now I take off on the street you'll see me racing like Aladdin ya
Get the pack 'n touch it down, we watchin'
that
Catch you with the hammer, I don't dance
You want beef? I'ma turn you into a tranny
I don't wanna fuck your bitch, she want romance
I wanna
makes you want to stop.
But? (I know you, and you know me)
C.B.M.C. Given to me by Chuck D.
That's deep as I look at all the videos.
Wack stage
somebody somewhere don't want me to eat
I'm one with the streets, I'm wanted and I'm comin' for keeps
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This
Niggas keep sayin they gon' heat me up
Talkin that shit like they gon' lay me down
But when I come through strapped to see what's up
Niggas really don't
Time to do it physically
These streets is getting colder and colder
Where's the humidity
The only heat that we see
Is a gun that's stupidity
And kids
small fry rock of Gibraltar, north side
Serving this culture might I confide that I'm here to assault you
I got some money in the bank that I did not
coke
Whatever it was, we just fucking swallowed it, okay?
That's what we did, people go
"Well why didn't you go into rehab?"
We didn't have rehab
fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
Time to go all the way with it
Don't just sit there and stare
a particular set of skills
And I can take all your women
The Flight Club
Upper echelon
Put that on my wings
I got bars in my backpack
Get schooled by my dreams
songs are for your peace
They shot another child in the streets
Somebody in the crowd threw a rock at the police
Nah, and you don't hear about me
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