Lyrics:
(Born to get it)
Yea your boy was born to get it (Yea)
I be chasing stacks and I'm racking em by the minute (Yea)
Tryna chase my dream
I'm like Thug, I
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
dangerous (yeah)
I'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)
Don't stop trappin', boy
Got 'bout twelve racks this mornin'
Got 'bout twelve racks
(We The Best Music)
And now you say you dreamin' 'bout doin' it anywhere
Oh yeah, just tell me where it's on your mind
On your mind (another one)
put it to the curb
We was, young and buckwild in the hood havin fun
A van drove by and my boy caught one
My heart poundin, I was chasin the past
I seen
Hit me with those laser beams
Wild boys never lose it
Wild boys never chose this way
Wild boys never close your eyes
Wild boys always
Wild
a Swisher of the Cookie Kush (Roll it up)
He ain't finna hit it nigga look he shook
Hate them fuckin' looks
When I step out to push
Boy they smell it on me
on lock, boy
I should dread my head the way I'm feelin' like a hot boy
Hatin' on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy
Yeah, yeah, and I like it
gotta go
I swear all of these niggas are mad
It's ya boy quiese
I'm in the Stu
I can bet money I'm better than you
I just made hits, know what what sayin
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
to kill y'all
It ain't nothin' to me, Ah!
(Ah)
Always left on hold, but now the shit changed
(Uh, huh) rapid fire Galick Gun and I'mma
Let the shit ring
lollapalooza
We won't bore 'em
It'll be a nightclub and a concert
We won't allow police
The Marines will subvert
Hip hop and rap, from all over the map
So now
lollapalooza
We won't bore 'em
It'll be a nightclub and a concert
We won't allow police
The Marines will subvert
Hip hop and rap
From all over the map
So now
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yeah, just hit me
It's time to chase your
Uh
Uh
Uh
What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
Hey boy, come on and take me now
What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
our friends are coming -
We sent out invitations
Mom's on my back like what's that noise?
Don't be a drag, it's the beastly Boys
Swing around
loonies
Leave it smokin like a Lucy
Pipes as red as a ruby
Bitten by the bug
An it had cordyceps
Now I'm Addicted to this drug
an Fuck the side effects
fuck the handle, I fly off the hinge
Let that boy off the bench, coach, and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby,
Now with that Henny on Ice
You know that I can hit it right
And if She pull up all night
You know that I can hit it right
She said she really off
to profit
You got what I want and I need it right now, give it to me baby, I don't care how
I hold my money with my left, got the world in my right pocket
Caribbean spice cause dey heard a ting
You wasn’t FRESH
Maaaan you was MOLDED
The microphone fiend
The Beastie Boys said HOLD IT
And MC Shy D said SHAKE
you down
(Now)
I'mma get money, nigga, smell it on my gear
Black bottle, boy, baller hood billionaire
Boots in the mud, now it's marble floors
What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
Hey boy, come on and take me now
What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
Hey boy, come
hold it down for the set
I ain’t got shit, but ambition only
They ain’t say nothing when I was lonely
Now I got nothing but shooters on me
We ain’t
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