Lyrics:
live for your nigga?
Do up big for you nigga
Would you bid for your nigga?
Shit, you my nigga
Would you ride for me?
Rapper robbery
Would you die
he a snitch, I go by old rules
Niggas condone sucka shit, talkin' on Pro Tools
Get off live and get a bag, nigga, don't be stupid
What the fuck is
say blessing
Because the world we live in
It is no longer common
For a black boy to live that long
Not when you have cops
Killing young black men
In
it away
It's just another day in this old town
So get down
Home shopping channel's got us by the eyes
Scrambling to the phones ordering porcelain
I'm frontside sliding in it sideways bend you over dive now you running
I tell her slide then she cuming (ha) nah really
Goofy niggas thinking they
sunshine in a world so shady
Not saying it’s easy but I do think it's worth the effort
So despite the weather I’ll keep yelling bring the sun even in heat
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet
AND CARLY TAKES IT.
CARLY: NO! I'M GOING TO SEE CUDDLEFISH PLAY LIVE AT
THE HAWTHORNE ON SATURDAY!
MISS BRIGGS: NOT ANYMORE.
CARLY: AW, COME ON!
MISS BRIGGS:
know the young dumb niggas
Who don't care how they get it as it come
Nigga fades
Old school party music playing and fades
Hey, hey are you that little
close by
It’s more vivid the image embedded in my mind
I look around and really I see a fake smile
No time, when the tickets down
My rolex style don’t
taking our Kings and queens they know that we gifted world need healing it’s going
ballistic It’s bigger than Floyd they stifled the system No politician
quads
I see through your façade, nah you're just a big old sod
Tryna respond to what we caused by bringing out your squad
But we just dodge your odd
thoughts go on and on
I want a love underrated like Jhene and Big Sean
It's storming in my brain up until the crack of dawn
So I cope by reflecting on a song
Thinking bout my rap goals
Thinking I should take it slow
Wanna go back
To the days with a knapsack
Worried bout my impact
Not on the world, just
the spotlight, I'm tried of that shit
Got it all like they shop at Saks Fifth
Had them wet like, I'm John The Baptist
Fuck the spotlight, all of that shit
All
You kill a motherfucker, you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man was spittin' game so I sucked it up
You kill a motherfucker, you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man was spittin' game so I sucked it up
my mind girl
Use a once in a lifetime
And it’s so dope being with you
Cause I don’t have to be nobody else
I’m goofy as can be
That same old hoodie
like we in DC
They in my pocket, brought them from the dead to D-E-T
My pops told me it ain't shit up in this world that's free
So I don't ask no one
the realest
By the time I take a shot they don't see it
Got bars like unlimited ammo
Reload the mag then I shoot like I'm Sancho
Imma young brown boy with a big
the first tre flip?
Not! Rodney popped them back when Jas was like yay big
But didn't Templeton invents the alley impossible?
Nope, Rodney, it was mission
go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor,
by collectives
No circles either, perhaps I'm too ether
Maybe just dead livin' in the world neither
Almost Live but I'm no John Keister
But I still
shit was live on stage, dog
That night felt like a nigga had
The whole world on my shoulders
Twenty years old tryna find a warm
Spot in this world
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