Lyrics:
neutron
Watch that shit say I gotta blast
Lil guy I’m the big man
I got the chakara in my veins
Nine tails inside go insane
Picking up the flow like a crane
up
And you watered down
And I swear to God It won't last
Got ya chest out
And you puffed up
Who the fuck dun got yall mad
Yea fuck the fame man fuck
a trip but I already fell
I'd walk it off, but I'm on eggshells
Ya boy a one man army
Fighting till he get his name up on the marquee
Bike to the label
chokin points so what's your angle
Sayin I'm a joke okay
I get it I had to edit out my bad now being pro is aesthetic
Floatin' through my head I'm
the new lane
So fuck the cool thang
My niggas wildin
And we stylin but we keep
True man
This right here be that mothafuckin anthem
Got ya mommy
Ya auntie
This how it is by the corner store
Gotta get it how you live by the corner store
In the field, By the corner store
Keep you still
Niggas kill by
That pan left and right in the headphones
Because the radio's long gone, boosted right outside of Stones
Because, you can't believe all the things that
Yeah she know I go hard
Bad on my own
I never needed your help
Every time I saw a win
You was praying I failed
Fake love
Hella fake love
Seen hella man
to getting by just to live a lie
So I guess I'm an Outkast like Aquemini
Same thing that make you laugh make a man cry
So if I'm laughing at your whack rhymes
when I'm through
You ain't gotta guess that I'm rich
Check the ice on my wrist and I think it's all safe to assume
Watch how I move
Ducking the lames
to push them edges
(In my edit)
She the bitch that make me do wrong better check my credits
I ain't gotta swipe my debit I just swipe down on them leggings
I remember big Jackie Jones and her mother
She was always stoned getting high with her brothers
They were always laughing going crazy by the river
I
to hide
It is all glamour from here
It is tainted with fear
Hear the sound clearly
Don't leave me dearly
I need you by my side
While I am on trial
Waiting
water while we eat fruits
The radio pumps, rockin to L.O.N.S. and yes
the girls display flesh by the way they dress
[Prince Poetry]
The Ave surprises,
or die by the am
We're all in this for one this is a world-wide alliance
Show of hands who’s down for the fight down to vanish it
Do what you gotta do,
Ya & fuck it if I miss the bar by a mile
Man i'm just speaking my mind
there's no escaping it
When I'm on the radio man are taping it
I'm gonna keep spitting 'til I
Get a house and a
Car with a bassbox and a face in it
You man
I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out
Girl, I don't know how you do it
Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud
Man, I think
the same thing man, how long a nigga gotta stay here?
Raggedy ass precinct"
There was money on the table with the bricks
I was in the living room
untouched by the man
Songs we used to sing used to mean something
Now they just bland like the drummer
Where's the real drummer? Michael B.
Mint
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
no ifs or maybes
Motherfuckers gotta pay me
Radio, gotta play me, stack a mil'
I know you hate me
Stat Quo partner got a stable
Full of head dollars
a strong black man.
Every two weeks I see Sam,
Pitchin' out my check with no respect, but I still don't give a damn.
Because I gotta make my dough.
My
They thinkin' it's drug-related
Gotta weigh on you niggas
All on the radio with the beef
Got 'em sweatin' like they was Keith
And it's never gonna be
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