Lyrics:
can't take shots on a low-key basis
Straight to your face I don't orbit axis
Game with the gang throwing out imposters
Looking for closure i can ceelo
I got a friend
Makes me smile as soon as he walks in
Know I'll never have to pretend
Again
I got a friend
When it rains she holds out a hand
Holds it
fan
And so was my friend Ilya
And I played drums
In a band called Spot On
With Leo
And a guy named Matt
And Leo still makes stuff
It's really cool
and a half cash, I can make you explode
You don't wanna break the code, you want a day of Combs
I can take you on outer limits away from home
Where your
nigga dry your eyes
Y'all best friends, this was built on a lot of loving
You wanna get back to the top, get to the bottom of this
It don't feel too good
don't mean nothing when a nigga money low,
Nigga'll shoot you in the back and cut yo fucking throat like Rich and alpoe.
Now it's hard for me to trust
on the low
Six pack Pabst works, we're coughing on tokes
I grab some cups for myself and my friends
Pour some brew or some booze instead
Nah it's all good, yo,
if I
Listen to it enough, I could map
A way out" Before we exit
They agree Ocean will come back later
This evening to work on
It pharrell is attending
toy
He'll be my best friend, lover, and houseboy
And we'll take it slow the first time
Then I'll do whatever
Whenever I want 'cause he's mine
I'll ply
it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up
I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of the gas
don't take it personal
They love you when your wins high, let you know (let you know)
But when your wins low, they treat you like a Urkel
I learn that
Bruv, I serve the one who loves
He draws close to the broken and the contrite
Life is good it′s a blessing I ain't complain
Take each day as it comes
of a comparison
If you think about why did it take
So long for the new Yeezys to
Come out? Why did I have to leave
One group and go to another
Group? Why did that
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
the speaker down you could take all the flames
Catch me dripped out in that Louis, with Cuban link chains
If it's up then it's stuck, just like Cardi give no
His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top
Take us out the hood we gone be good
I just want the bag (Mcshane)
Ima make my way to the top yaa (Yeahh)
Ima make my way to the top yeaa
For
guarantee they'll cover the spread
I'd love to make it big
Instead I'm working for pennies at Payless
I'm laying down lyrics
But my friends advise me to say
for championship rings
Now I am on top shelf all by myself
Take a look at me, I am a different type of brother
If you had me, it's a different type
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
old now
And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours
I'm the originator, make it then I make more, written in stone, you can't forge
You
all in, let the good times roll
And on a clear night
Who needs the headlights?
Drop it in low, drive by the moonlight
Out here the world don't spin
taking what mines
So out of my way
Throw your feelings in the garbage homie
These days you ain't really need it
All I ever need was myself I mean it
She
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