Lyrics:
But I only spend outta selfishness
Just a young black man that be fuckin up Italy, tell...
Redpop Faygo in my hand
Tell em I'm on my Othello shit
the meanest guy in town
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
the meanest guy around
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
the meanest guy in town
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
Clein slips Banana Repub top
Beware of the man in black, if I get locked that'd be one hell of a mugshot gone
This is for the ones put in work everyday
all natural homeopathic
With these flames I'm like David Blaine homie it's magic
I saw you in half with a paragraph written
By a beast off his leash out
Like they shifting keys,
Of the black stuff,
I enter a space,
Where, I command control,
Like I'm shifting keys,
On a MacBook Pro,
See man clout up,
By
a minute, I just got some e-mail
Somebody selling twelve CDs for a dollar
Make me want to holler (Yeah)
Alright to the maximum
I don't need you to tell
Tussin same color the Porsche
I put diamonds on all of my whores
Choppy on stand by the door
He get hit from his head to da floor
Demon season Jesus
season (Hey)
Yea
Way too easy, yea I swear that shit too easy
I just stepped outside yea I'm freezing
If you mess with us, there'll be treason
Flex
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
a skeleton key
Necronomicon I wanna read
Black mirror now what do I see
Monsters inc I love how they scream
Feel like Rika I'm living in loops
Turn to a killer
the past
Scarred by my loose regard for the last
Spirit gone withdrawn from my life
Prince
Journey of the night
Pitch black
Turning of the knife
Get stabbed
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
aname ewun ka oku ha gbayen petrol yayo
Nekwa black, and black and black that's how we roll yayo
Henn, nwanne ha gwam ha but them no agree yayo
Si na
He'll open doors
(I know He will He said He will)
He'll open doors
(We can't go by what we see)
He'll open doors
(Oooh Jesus will open)
He'll open doors
of context
Don't carry a rubber, but always practice safe sex
I'll watch any kind series that you're into
By the end of season one I'll probably like it too
While havoc wreakin' like my cologne, It's gettin' strong
But it's fragrantly desired by dishonorable foes
Think they took over a home
'Cause the land we
raw like a maki of tuna
They show me like I'm a cartoona
They blow me like I'm a balloona
I just put the keys in
More goals than Haaland in his rookie
Another season gone by it's that time of the year
You know that fat nigga in red with the sleigh and the deer
People full of jolly and cheer a moment
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
Percocet I gotta thang for you
Know bitch named Molly gotta thang for you
Yeah bitch you wanna party brought that thang for you
Hell yeah, Mary Jane
out the heat
Hell nah if it's beef leave a nigga in the streets
Rule number 4 put yo bro before yo hoe
And we livin' by that code and we die'n by that
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
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