Lyrics:
Better fall back if you ain’t about that paper
No be shoot bird, my value e don deh go oh up
From the corner of the jungle is a mighty roar
That’s me
those wings
Touch the sky with me uh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
And if you feel the vibe
Put your hands to the sky
And ride with the Kid
Southwest fly by
up if you wanna buy a half it's all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it's all there
An I just ran through
a young nigga live it
It's the year of the bag
Mind your own and go get it
Thank my brother for the real in me
Thank my mother if you feelin' me
Bless my
a villain
You can catch on me yo block
Screaming go fuck yourself
Posted up
In 203
Where I be
Gotta problem
Come and buck with me
Got the drop
From yo bitch
a Deacon and the Treasurer at Russell Union Church for many years. His daughter, my cunt Virginia, helped raise me as a child in her home in Warrenton
a school him using the NBA
Let's say your squad play tough
Like they all for it (forward)
That's only gon make me bring a
Sub in like Jamal Crawford
So if
the people wanna (c'mon)
Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (go'n fly)
Get ?
Everybody get, get
Now I wanna see all a my people form a line
If ya with me
creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
No, I ain't never been pimped by
You sure you're ready for this, Meth?
Born ready, brother let's get it
Alright, Josh, give me a beat
I can't believe I'm battling you, no lie
I
the poor is where they take from
Snakes'll tempt you with the apple in the apple
But ain't take one
Picasso with these words, now let me paint some
Asking
the people wanna (c'mon)
Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (go'n fly)
Get ?
Everybody get, get
Now I wanna see all a my people form a line
If ya with me
double sided battle axe
You took words from Yelawolf
Don't believe me, ask Dax
Swimmin' in my own lane
Like a prehistoric manatee
If you're thirsty after
head makes a soft ass
And never spoilt, feel me? word up
[Hook]
[Hell Razah]
We spend our lives in the ghetto
Enslaved by the plague of the devil
In
Take the L, you a loser
Let me be your tutor so I can can school ya
In a different league
Flying out rockets boom Bazooka
Fasten your seatbelts
Cause I
the sun
If you don't open your eyes
Girl don't let real love pass you by
Ooh oh no
Ooh don't let real love pass you by
I know you know this
But
the sun
If you don't open your eyes
Girl don't let real love pass you by
Ooh oh no
Ooh don't let real love pass you by
I know you know this
But
fury, entice 'em with this rocket
Bars get to droppin' everywhere
Like I'm bronze bombin'
You couldn't put me in a box if we boxin'
BTS shots the only
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
peaky and blinding run it all like i'm Shelby
Wont see my coming for your head i got Chris Kyle to help me
I'll leave you craving for my method Walter
the people wanna (c'mon)
Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (go'n fly)
Get ?
Everybody get, get
Now I wanna see all a my people form a line
If ya with me
I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
Popped
tells me, howd you come up with this beat, these bars?
It just spawns inside of my brain, surrounded by pain and membranes
My longest song yet and im so
than his daddy
You gone let tank be a cousin and his daddy
I'm out here lit narcissistic ass bitch
First class gettin licked by some twins from out in
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