Lyrics:
in a Southside bus stop
And I'm smiling for this mugshot
That's when I knew the plan was bound to fail
By the time you hear the song I'll be singing
A brother walked by and offered his help
Ordinarily I woulda did the shit myself
But he, changed it quick
So I passed him a ten
Here I go on this journey
I started thumbin' back East, toward my home town.
Made a lot of miles, the first two days
And I figured I'd be home in week, if my luck held out
A Honda, 10 Deep in a Van(e)
Wire the chicken in advance cuz to me it's all the same
Loved by everybody but I got some vile enemies
I can't fight for shit
twills for schills, shag with the half moon
Cab to the school, straight to the bathroom
To take a piss then help the teacher
With the creatures that
Day
Ten, let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for
It's X-mas time, the stars are bright
It's X-mas time, oh, silent night
So hold my hand we'll make it right
Oh oh, this X-mas time
One day all
It's X-mas time, the stars are bright
It's X-mas time, oh, silent night
So hold my hand we'll make it right
Oh oh, this X-mas time
One day all
seven ways to get paid (Get paid!)
Chevy riding high (High) with the bass beating heavy (Heavy)
I-10 by ten traffic moving steady
What you need me to move
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
Mum said hush no back chat
chima can back that
i got a man we watch match of the day
didn't know when we matched but match that
1 in a mil man
Hey
Said it's really nice to meet you
Apex
G
O
D
At least 10k's for a feature
And you know
Ugly coming up
So better cop one
While it's frugal
And not
occurring, what's going in your mind?
Seven days a week, same shit every morning
Calling her a cab from different niggas' apartments
Wanting her to change,
flow again (yeah, yeah)
Damn, these boys hate me (what?)
Like, "Here he go again" (here we, yeah)
Got played by a five, pulled up with a ten, yeah
Spirit would move
I repented to God
Instead of going to hell
Sittin' alone
By myself in my cell
I made a choice
On that day
To follow God
For my soul
To be
like Space Jams
7 Deep in a Days Inn, K.E. On the beat, man so fuck whoever hatin'
Rap rame Ryan Gosling, she want to have my offspring
And I just want
fucking starving
Cooking up dope in the RV
Cook it with Harvey
Just bought a halfie
Flip it by half-three
I see the numbers enlarging
All for my darling
All
dear, after I lay ya,
Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it,
Or get sent right through it,
Bite your nipples when I lick 'em,
Not gentle when
All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All
Blue skys, sunshine, what a day, let's take a walk in a
Brownsville come on
Bedstop come on
Fort Green come on
Everybody come on
Queens Bridge come
laps
Hold up first of all
Who the hell you know that's this versatile
If you don't think that I can get back in my spot
I don't think that you gonna
Passive, days go by
Don't really need to catch her
Don't see why
She's gotta go to class now
Don't feel right
Don't lug that thing around
But what is
I heard money the only thing that holds weight
A hundred and fifty pounds on the radar
Nine out of ten, ain't a friend it's a snake
And we all walk
gonna hold me down
Hold me down, no not now
Brick by brick, You’ve paved the way
A life worth living, a brand new day
Brick by brick, You ease my pain
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