Lyrics:
Clean in this bitch with the price tag tow off
Don't call it a comeback
Cause I been here for years
Wreckin' my peers, through the blood, sweat
the city gon' turn up to this
Beyonce can turn up to this
If you ain't on the list, then your mic can't come in this
Bitch, now the girls gon' come for
alot of money when I go up in my vault
Cause I'm platinum bound and I'm still hot
Trae so hood bitch I am the truth
I get paid bein broke has no use
Only
the waist
I ain't talking levi's 38 in the waist
I got my city behind me
Just like I'm Trae in the H
I look at you like section 8
Ain't no cost you shit
that can do what I do
These young niggas hatin couldn't try on my shoes
When you write a nigga check multiply it by two
Let them shots fly, I don't care
ain't even got bite
I pull a Kanye and strip a nigga from his mic
That's just Chicago up in me
Trained to blow so please don't make
My fuckin' city get
ain't even got bite
I pull a Kanye and strip a nigga from his mic
That's just Chicago up in me
Trained to blow so please don't make
My fuckin' city get
Uh I ain't gotta brag much
I just got my swag up
I'm known for popping tags up
Like the trash man, look I just got my bags up
I spin the blocc in
hands break making out
Like a bandit breaking bread with my bandmates
And haters can't stand it there in a mad panic
I'm writing rhymes on giant slabs
Spinning out my bed
Finish a bottle gotta clear my head
Shed a slab of LSD
You feeling me, now follow me
Villainous shit
Okay, cop a brick
Okay, free
time i pull up in the slab
I got ten or twenty duffle bags
I'm all about that money
I'm all about that cream
Live my life like a dream
When I pull up
time i pull up in the slab
I got ten or twenty duffle bags
I'm all about that money
I'm all about that cream
Live my life like a dream
When I pull up
a Man
Ain't no love in my city, I ain't believin' that
Cookin' oz's with my bros like my name Dak
Lookin' for plugs in every state like I ain't Comin'
Smoking on some cherry pie got me living life
Floating high
Coasting by in my Subie ride
Got the munchies so I'm tryna get a snack
Reaching in the back
city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my
of all
Been around this foreign cage
Villiage in the wall.
Submitted by Rene
HAG ME:
I cut my ceilin', motor and pale.
I only know
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
getting mine, that's dividends
I murk your crew, no evidence
It's South Bound baby, coming up
4-0-5, thunder up
This my city yea this my town
Everywhere I
Trash a new bar in every new city
Blinded by the lights
(Yea I'm blinded by the light)
Wanna be a rockstar, horny for the glory
Fuck everyone I ever DM'ed
"Ten-Four, this here is CB land
Dumb, dumb
"'Cause my channel knob just went crick."
Dumb, dumb
[Spoken in a really bad Japanese (fill in the blank)]
can't say nothing about me and my guys
We once lap up in y'all bushes than pop
Out like a surprise
But if he told them he a rat then he ain't one of my
panes
crcane wave I blaze hot fires by mountain caves
In & out the city with the finest main character syndrome binding plays again n again
Branching out
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