Lyrics:
by the low got me feeling like Parker
They looked at me like I wasn't normal
Said I was average I got something for you
I told myself bro you gotta be
raised to be strong
And mama told me be a thug
Since the day I was born
I came up out the gutter
Never changed my style
Got for real about my papers
Cause
at the park
When i met ya
Have to got ya
Keep you right by my side
You got passion for the street
Only days we will G's
Down for whatever
Always ready
know I set the vibe
Bet I steal ya bitch like it's a crime
All my niggas come from doing time
Hands in the air, we just so fly
Thank God that I
put it to ya boy
Hope you got the scoop
Biggie Smalls, the rap genius
I keep the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut
Fuck the sluts with the big
from?
(I wake you up and as I stare in your face, you seem stunned)
Remember Deck, I told y'all protect ya neck
(Fake one)
(I'm Rebel INS your
Lavish (Ah)
Life style
Wattayamean
Yes sir
I was with Jane and Marie
I met them right down by the beach
Told them we in love with the streets
They
a tumor
Time at shashuma, no time for humor
As soon as one of ya' men's dead in Hempstead, you trying to find Pumas
Sooner the better, even knitted
Never trust a hoe
Everybody knows
They don't want ya heart
They just want ya gold
Burkin bag loads
Kick em to the road
I was watching feet
They was
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
dissing
All this shit for clout
I'm just laughing at you
Cause this nigga
Really is a clown
All that talking
Really ain't my style
That nigga acting crazy
my style as a Rebel misfit
Always awaken by my instinct while haters stay acting timid
Telling on their self I'm watching their actions cuz words are
through the park (park)
Candle light dinners by dark (dark), I'm thinkin' smart (smart)
Afraid she might think I'm in a rush to touch, crush and be up
profits,
Got they hands all in my pockets...
All the slick talk they can stop it,
Just follow my moves, I know ya’ll watchin’,
Finna call me Krueger in these
one wink of an eye
You told me that you think of me both day and night and that is why
I've got to know how can you give your body to another
Killing in the name of!
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
style from head to toe
She lovin' the fit ya
You don't want smoke
You know my background
17 getting millions of streams
I can't get enough love
30 bands
said, "How many?"
He said, "It looks like fourteen, or something"
I told Kevin, from that point on
My band discussed it for maybe 20 minutes
Donny
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
S pullin’ up been killin’ me all evenin'
Likin’ what I’m seein’, ma
I been readin’ all of ya gq (gq)
I been readin’ all of ya style (style)
I been readin’ all
everybody's style but mine
Everybody knew her, knew her for what she was
She was a good time had by all
She's been talking in her sleep
I couldn't sleep
foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I
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