Lyrics:
am I tripping bout' then
I'm sure by now if I'm supposed to
Live I'd have thought of Something
Just in case somebody hears me
Left the water running
we almost there
Somebody pass a couple of gangs of glocks
Politicians are quick to cop, sprinkle pie me on the top
While I, couldn't be faster,
ourselves cold blooded narc
Brothas droppin' cream by the fiends when they part
I'm like a sentinel
Known to be the principal original
Lookin' for
please don't kill my vibe, all negativity dismissed
It's 3 o'clock in the morning, I gotta be awake for work at 6, yeah yeah yeah
It's cool, I'll stop by
Yo back then I had a pad, I had a pen
A back carrying things
No swag, me and my friends
We went by any trends
Cause, music is where the relationship
Yo back then I had a pad, I had a pen
A back carrying things
No swag, me and my friends
We went by any trends
Cause, music is where the relationship
Somebody tell me where it all went bad
I'm getting sad cause my friends have gone AWOL
Not even kidding I Walk round fucking solo
Listen, I'm not
comin down,
Your mind is gonna end up on the lost and found,
There's gotta be a way that you can make it around, make it around, make it around.
Va
cash and women keep my faction grinning..
Gotta handle this, four-fifth, duct tape on the handle grip,
And I’ll be in Miami with fam when homie vanishes,
that we exclusive
Special edition only Pops, aight?
We need to be available in all the stores
But at limited quantities, aight?
You know me, I gotta have
times do the seasons turn for babaloyn
burn this is my own concern to carry on
traditional listen yo
how many brothers tears have shed
by my people for
have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine
Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind
Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad
Like I’m losin my
That was too easy
I’m rappin through Speakerboxx
Speakin of
She lives in my lap
My niggas behind me
You gotta rewind me to get why
You
Truthfully
It's the prayer for me
It's the praise for me
It's God for me yeah yeah
Truthfully
Somebody call my mom tell her that I need to speak
I gotta thank
Yeah, somebody told me that
I'm an artist's artist
Took that as a compliment, yeah
Black Sheep 1 still makin'
Me a streamin' check
I got fourteen
yall stop sittin, look at grandma gittin it, we just havin fun baby, don't spill the punch
step by twos,we the news of the place, yourcousin over there
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