Lyrics:
mislead by things government said
And the New World Order has ordered us dead
Now the real question is... what is real, what is fake
I heard time tells all
Oi P it's your round
Na it's your round
Oi it's your fucking round man I got the last fucking round!
Hey you still owe me five anyway bro! You get
and contemplate if it’s even fair
Nobody taking what I have because my time is right here
I’ll never let anyone waste it let anyone taste it
Never let the people
smell BS even if it be less than a mile away
You ain't gonna do shit (Shit)
Talk a real big game but you don't back a thing up, sit (Shit)
Ten outta ten
Sorry
That my presence it feels like a trial by fire
I'm sorry
That I'm so bad at making you smile
Always feeling second best
Awful visions
That's the thing that makes my heart sting I can't move on if you took my heart like
Hotel lingerie It's supposed to stay but you still took it anyway You
don't care if it's the last I do
Cause I - I know - you have my blood in you
Don't make me cry I don't care how often you've lied
I won't ask why, you
a young brother (hear me)
Til then I'ma smoke motherf***ers
Things wouldn't be so bad
if we got the things that we never had, I'm ready for whatever
they're blinkin' a lot
You copy me, but you're not
You can't be butterflies
My offspring's are just moths
If I see that thing, I'ma squash it and rip
own the whole floor
Believing this my time so im steping like i own the whole floor
First step and im out to do the right thing
First step and im out
It's just that your music's bad
At the end of the day
It's you coming up in last
Call me broke, but you're broke
I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up
a Richard on the card
I ain't grow up playin' ball, but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball 'til you fall
When your back
by my side I will make it cause his plans are greater
He is the father like Vader
So either way you're gonna bow if it's now or it's later
Cause
You know what I am
You know what I do
Well at least I thought you knew
They call me Pusha
Damn
I take ya like a slap in the face
Every time
One time for the killer on the block
Two times for the nigga on the stoop
Three times for the dealer selling rock
Many times for my bros what it do
I
all I spit
No, no, no Mack, don’t do that, you’re holding on a bomb, when you gonna drop? If you’re bigger than God kill it with best shot, thou you
to own
You knew that shit
You blew that shit
You ain't think my love was worth it
So I moved on, in search of true wealth
On my own
And If I do this they
is that you bring the probably with Them cause
Even when we good you steady claiming we not
If it’s one thing its another then you shooting your shot
[Big Sean:]
I do it
D townn
Boyyy, hey
Ok, I'm smoking loudly I walk them all,
I pick up that tree when it's not fall.
I'm going off that tree when
see me do my thing
Made em' wanna crown me
Though I'm not a pimp you see(C)
I'm an underground king
It goes
Mic check 1 2, 1 2 hoe
You know
I
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Drop it.
Wow, look at all these women I'mma have a blast here
Cause all of 'em know that I made a lot of money last
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
we do is fuss)
When all I want to do is show you love
So I say
(Hold up) I'm tired of all these lies, yeah yeah
(Hold up) and if you want to make
we do is fuss)
When all I want to do is show you love
So I say
(Hold up) I'm tired of all these lies, yeah yeah
(Hold up) and if you want to make
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