Lyrics:
we did it
Wanna try us, your grave. Go dig it
Giant brought a white boy, but no Hogarth
Way that we roll is No Holds Barred
I don't rap with pros
I
Look
Who do you love? If it ain't us
I know dudes that rather be famous
I'd rather do the damn
Thing Boomerang gang
Bring it back with a hella vibe
you, so fuck it, we want it back
Don't do that, nigga, boy, we on that
Whippin' and flippin', you cloned that
I'm not going back and forth
She knew
(woahhh)
Bitch, I am off of the map
So, I met with the aliens and then I brought back a chemical (Yeah, I brought it right back to here)
I keep me a switch
Make it out
Jah brought us past the worse
Who Jah Jah Bless no man curse
Thank you father
We nuh end up inna hearse
For all the times
They try to hold
Feel that I'm hesitating when I'm sober
cnd feel like levitating when I'm high
Thank you for never saying that its over
cnd ruining us by fucking
rap seven years, no ransom
Can't one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov's goin' to Canton, I'm now eligible
Point out the bounce, and show you how
But the atmosphere is not the same anymore
And I am walking on the 4th street all alone
No friend is by my side now
Not a single face I know
And it's
brought in from by bad Colombian mules
Gorgeous women that I draped down in jewels
Streets fight started, mafia wars in Italy
Crime fam against fam
comes back to you
I've been through, made many mistakes
Blinded bound by my chains
You're my father with me through it all
Catching me whenever I fall
to the sky
Looked in the mirror and I didn't see me
Crying to sleep in the middle the street
In the back of my civic was shivering, weak
Swear it was days it
parked but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood cause I
Ain't Hollywood, I come from the hood I'm use to it
ass
Counted the cash, but one nigga tried to stash
[????] quills, niggas was up in his ass
As he kicked it, by the little story that he told
I was
rackn', in the back whats happenin'
40 Glock, snap a Insta, ain't no need for no caption
I got put on by four niggas, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my
Let's go back in time real quick
Yeah
Uh
Shit they doing, been did it
Young boy been spitting, since they brought back grey bottom fitteds
R.I.P Quay
in the pair I wear
And I'm getting better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace
to keep it goin' automatically
He brought the kid out the east now they mad at me
Gospel rap back, I put that on young Majesty
They bump they head (they
the projects to Vegas gotta flip the paper
& I'm only going up hoe I'll see you later
Took my family out the projects even brought the cat
Nah for real had
Somebody pass me a gun, cause the day that I lose it, I finna go dumb, uh
The littlest shit get me tight, nigga act like a bitch when I brought out the pipe
I can't? Probably my Imam
Who said I can't? The haters dem ah mad
This for the dance, turnin' up the dance
Blowing out her back, she buss it when she
Don't get strung out by the way I look
Don't judge a book by it's cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
in the land its pretty not causin attention
I gotta just stick to the mission
I'm back in the city
I'm blowin this bitch while it's pretty
While some
my spot at
And if I had to knock you off try and get yo spot back
Gotta a jazz ep and you know it's not whack
Wrote this on break spit it when I got
Hello! Guess who's in the house!
Can it be the L-O-C?
Comin' back at ya again, huh?
Got somebody on my back this time, ha
(I love you) ya ain't gon'
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