Lyrics:
livewires
Quick to do a drive by
Wherever you got Wi-Fi, lit, like a powerline
Get right in a line of fire
Cocaine on the table make her get
Down
Ho, I got my cell phone ringin', nowadays it's hard to get me
Nine times out of ten, if you ballin' then you busy
Sippin' Henney, sippin' Rémy like
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
get yourself together
And listen to the rhymes I'm about to say
And groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
Ah let's go now
Ya don't stop
You
the song
I actually did not know that it would get to
The point that grandmothers are
Talking about it
You know? Like why did I give
Them that level
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
a lil' pussy, then lace her with diamonds
I understood the assignment, heard Gotti was lookin
Ain't no need to find him
Get Lenny and tell him I'll sign it
The Sound Scan And You Can See Im The Last Hope
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
I Told You Niggas 9 10 Times Stop Fucking With Me
Put That Knife In Ya
Take A Little Bit
the moon
Uhh I see you on the couch tryna figure out if I got the moves
And I do baby let's bounce
Let's get out the house go smoke a couple jay's
Or go away
in me
Through the music like I'm Russell Simmons
These niggas soft won't even bust a lemon
See I can tell by the shit you wear. Niggas is fraud
Skinny
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
musta
Tight skinny jeans on a man
The size of bulbasaur
Dusted in a Bentley better see me like a rockstar
Call of Duty tricks aiming fatties
get Ta-hoes
Haters all in my face, can't see, blindfold
? on my feet, blew right by folks
Stuntin' on sucker niggas is what
I was designed for
Dead
a matter of time
It's dedicated, put it all to the grind
It's no roof so they can see me shine, woah
Out in Hollywood trying not to get caught up in it
it to the floor
Tell them skinny bitches hit the fucking door
Don’t trust no nigga if he ain’t got the dough
Get yo money drop that pussy to the floor
to me
Niggaz'll see I'm like the oilman cause I deliver your heat
I didn't say you were gay, it's just that you're sweet
And catch vibes
of the new-ew-ew-ewww)
I like to start my day by sparking my brain food
I’m waking up every morning, sparking a jay n then yawning
Na it ain my birthday but this birthday
me by my government name
Money helps me, it just easing the pain
Run it up, Run it up
Like I'm Usain
Roll it up, Roll it up
Get a new strain
I'm
they foolish
Summer time the hoes wanna chill with me
Cause I'm cooling
I tell them get they mind right
Like Jay Memphis and Snoopy
I pull up in two
I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you
Offica, I'm that general slash criminal slash villain
See me in the streets I'm probably sinning
We get them Ks and we're calling it killings
Like
range with a TV headset
So check check, got money and C.R.e.a.m. Next check
Never get rest but running 'til no breath left
Just ask me, just start me
(No one on the corner) got a bop like this
Can't wear skinny jeans 'cause my knots don't fit
No one on the corner got a pocket like this
So I rock
(No one on the corner) got a bop like this
Can't wear skinny jeans 'cause my knots don't fit
No one on the corner got a pocket like this
So I rock
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