Lyrics:
jeans
I was just posted with all of my partners
Smoking no chronic, we stacking them G's
I don't get fucked by no niggas that's hating
I live what I
grows passed the tree root made of concrete
But it grow so big he inspires lil me
I could grow like wheat I could leave the streets
And be anything you
Hat'll take of you when I'm gone
That's my angel, she'll be stable until I am one
I wish Tony seen you's grow, but shit, we ride on
Lookin' back at old
a prison year
I be wild like engineer
Look at this lil nga here
I just made it to the coast
F H be the boat
Guttaman he be the goat
Mr. Sweet
we dont hunt
tee's, reeboks, and girbauds I had a few (??) to write
regular hood shit the average niggaz go through in life
wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day
the best you
Life is a gift and It's the things in life
We go through that make us who we are
Still, I yearn, yearn for greater, yearn for the good life
This
spittin on me
Every time the earth shake is
When you feeling me speak
I don't try to talk too much
But the feeling is deep
Things I see every day make me
on your riches
Every time I think I seen a lot the city say you ain’t seen all
S done got good, got bad, got worse, got better
I learned I lived I grow
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati
a lil' something like this
I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's
the world must die
No one must fear
There will be no time to even try to deny
Who we are in time will be clearer every day
Until the time that day is here
We
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane
Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time
It levels my head and eases my mind
I
fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane
Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time
It levels my head and eases my mind
I
for now
We just have us
You could be my Mrs.
Laffy just like taffy
Baby you sweet like these Hershey's Kisses
You've been on my mind
Since like day one
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
you, yeah, and now I've been blessed to raise me a king, Lil Man
Yo mama was talking, oh yeah, that day was Easter
She hand me a box, I thought it was
get the lo' on my home and I didn't know
And they tried, that's how we got the lo' on your bro, he had to go to the sky
Every day, this is really how
to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on the first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it's throw
the name of the Big Daddy Kane
The mellow type of fellow that's laid back
Back in the days he was nothing like that
I remember when he used to fight every
Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!)
It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know
Yeah, the employees of the year yeah we're back to work
We
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
Born in the days of a criminal
Runnin' from the cops and can't
Let 'em see me so I'm hopin' out the Benz
It's time to let the valet step
Gotta make my
day, yeah, I swear that boy be dead by the mornin' (blah, blah, blah, blah)
We don't give a fuck, got extra bullets, we'll let your buddy come join you
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