Lyrics:
What nigga drop that shit
Soldier, say K-L
These fake ass rap niggaz thought I lost it yet
I'm bout to let these old bitch ass niggaz know I got
my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack trucks
was about ten
One of those happy little niggaz singin the blues
That be always tryin to bag with the shag and karate shoes
Sayin "Yo momma black, his
a mexican, took X again
want sex again
Jot it down, it was told to me
by that boy, A.K.A. The P-O-E
[Hook] - 4X
[Verse Two]
Deep in ya brain, the nigga you
Visa cards
Black Manta, uh, the Legion of Doom
A genetic nightmare, there's no time to lose
I'm from Krypton, Aquaman knows Davey Jones
Wonder Woman
Jetsetter-life
Und ich ficke deinen drecks Backpackerstyle!
Junge, chill' in deiner Disko
Ich chill' im P1
K zu dem 1, Hardcore for live!
Ich steige aus dem Jet
20k money making brothers on the corner
We sell it raw
It's the Re-Up Gang rollers, yeah you know us
Push Ton Key is back with the baking soda
aunty said watch your back cause you could get grab for the colour of your skin
Im up front cause i came here to win
No denying im a young black king
A já vypouštím ho k nebi, nebyl jsem tam, tak nevím
Taky nedělám nic, jen balím
True talk, popravdě dělám to, protože musím
Bez hudby asi bych nebyl
It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never
And I got on so much ice, I'll make your bitch turn on you (make your bitch turn on you)
Heard your name in black and white, you a snitch-slash-gangster
Black and white watching money leading men astray
Falling in and out of light as the Heavens spray
Uh, we mix the whiskey with the lemonade
Uh, was
So now the Little Man's caught by the feds
He's in a cell in he the parrow state
Straight from the judge's courtrooms to the prison gates
Sittin' in
buckle you
Yea, I'm all stressed out, I'm not confortable
I don't play by your rules, I stick and move
Everyday that you do, catches up to you
I want my
steamin'
When I snap I see red like I'm possessed by a demon
Always been a nigga that can dress clean
Robbin' everyday, I would finesse weed
Never knew
or athletes?
Man runner get caught by hand speed
Forget the violence
Be silent
Lay back in the black top whip with the plate on private
Back to my yard where I'm
and I'm working for real
I'm grinding everyday for every meal
Follow my path no plan b
Not in my prime but I can be
This wasn't part of the planning
Taking
Sho
Madjozi!
I mean, what kind of a level
Will make you want to forget her?
We watched Black Panther together
Now we Wakanda forever
Break
Everyday makin' love
Now it's all not enough
Where do the good times go
They say either way I need to
find them
Places I'd like to go
All guarded by walls
black cars
And everyday I see the news
And the problems that we could solve
When a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send it straight to gold
I
of jewels on me, burr
Niggas trying to be my new homies, curve
Trust will get you dust or lined up by a herd, damn bitch
Over bread he go to paper,
from the Holy One
And no I'm not the only one
A lot of broken hearted kings
I tell ya what they focused on
The world around is dying everyday and we
and burn, so when I woke up by the fire hydrant
I would have to learn I gotta stop! or I would die in violence
But my environments left me with the vicious
Young Black Brother hoe
I'm a brother that can make things happen
Jacking acting macking rapping
Let's get it crackin get the slacking out
Everyday I blow
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