Lyrics:
island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With
They ain't the reason, you went and bought a pair of shelltoe
The (fuck) is wrong witch'all?
People want to hurt Rev. Run, say cause I got dough
hating us
Said that we some bullies
Cartel
That’s wat we famous fa
they don’t want no beef I be so real
They call me angus bra
We ah fucking empire
got free liquor
You jackin his name and stick to make you jones get thicker
What you want to do man?
Yo, check it
Some niggas be on the mic,
the sea
Don't matter what you like
It's the only place I feel free
Gonna get my rocks off
And lay down on the beach
You can do what you want
Eat some
a thing
(Elijah McClain, Cynthia Wesley)
But I won't ask no questions
I just trust the universe will take us where we need to go
But I don't know it's
plots to make sure it's these devils that rots
Don't lick rocks and pull up your socks
That's all I had written here but if your smitten cheer
Because
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
know me from that block where we move them rocks)
(You better make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops)
You don't know what its like up
Listen, Ars' in no position to front
Know ya name Durrell Jones, you
Don't load and aim, you talkin' game
It's snakes in the grass but I'm
On point like
Walk in with a mop might get poled
Hopping in a drop like Jim Jones
Stocking up the guap bet I been broke
Now I want some rocks on my watch like
a ball
People gather round me like I'm Pope John Paul
We can't party like it's 1999 no more
'Cause it's two two baby, and the future's in store
So let,
They refuse to bring any babies into the world. They kill every child that comes into the world. Because they don't want to live in this kind
gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, rockabye, no (Rockabye-rocka-rocka-rocka-bye) (oh)
Rockabye, yeah, yeah
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
of that six figure shit,
that live and die by the trigger shit,
that H-Town, P.A. Texas trill ass nigga shit.
want to fuck with me get a bigger clique,
want love girl
I don’t want it no more
You mess with my emotions
I don’t want it no more
Cause I don’t want love girl
I don’t want it no more
You
Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall
You want that fast quota
I want that slow nickle
Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me nigga
Look
to your momma, rockstar, whippin' the rock up
He say he gon' pull up, he don't want no drama
Mobbin' with them shooters
Get to the cake, no birthday
I
got my diploma
In the club 4 in the mornin'
I'm a fuckin' cool kid
Fo show out til it's over
Nigga sippin' purple potion, no wait
I don't do no foldin'
pot wit the rock is boiling
Same pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in
Come home wit me, where these bitches is frauds
Niggas don't listen to broads
Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo
Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit
b**** from TikTok told her man he could kick rocks
Money tall like Kristaps she gonna hit him with this block (blocked by james)
("F*** you, I don't love
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
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