Lyrics:
blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause
everywhere 'fore
A nigga stop and I still'll be crawlin'
Fightin' to get up
By the sweat of my brow, I came too far
Dirty niggas wanted 2Pac me in the car
Pick
chi-chang (Huh)
Yellow in my diamonds, lemon ring
I’m feeling like 2Pac in this rap game
(Shakur)
Giuseppe steppers never looked better
Bring the chinchilla
a nigga late
Like, what it do, Bob?
This a warzone, send 'em to the gulag
They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac
Now they JFK with the roof off
Like
trust you
Ok, niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyal
Bad like milk niggas will spoil
Picture me rollin like 2Pac
Off two pills I popped, nigga Fuck You!
and dot my I's
But I'ma keep it P-IR-U
Told you not to fuck with the Ru'
First nigga step up
First nigga get socked on
P Funk, we the ones who put 2Pac
head, have you lookin' like Marbury
2Pac taught me keep a bomb ready
I'm drinkin' light, but my arm heavy
Private jettin', I know the pilot, used to be
punch niggaz with glasses
Back in my third grade classes, squeezin' asses
My niggaz is never over, understand
I'm a 2Pac fan, this is the realest shit I
squeezin' on heaters
Hangin' out the drop, 2Pac out the speakers
They wanna vibe, they wanna flow
They down to ride, just step aside, the world is mine
Brothers, Miles Davis
Mr. James Brown, 2Pac
Bob Marley, Biggie Smalls
Billie Holiday, Cathy Hughes
Charlie Parker, Betty Shabazz
Denzel Washington,
gon' cap you down
Drumline the way them guns sound
Yeah they make dumb sounds
2Pac get around
I'm gon' make it out
Seale yeah that's the town
Moneybagg
goin off like I'm rich
Stayin true to my shit
I might spark the light that can change the world goin 2Pac in dis bitch
I been makin hits not noticing
ain't (t up big guy)
Got that shit in surplus, so ain't no need to re-up, look
Cold cash comin' 'round the clock, hell yeah
From a city where 2Pac
backyardigans
If I fall off I'm just say fuck it, and come back hard again
Ball like 2Pac but also reach inside the hearts I'm in
Mentallity like birdie you
to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You
it out that mud shit
Niggas gay they drop the soap they on they sus shit
I'm like 2Pac with the Juice, I'm on my thug shit
Sippin' codeine in my
cause I got
2Pac bangin' off in my cassette deck
I'm a shut up
Gangstas die faster than teachers
And I can see the whole
Game from under the bleachers
I've been on the top, I got a bubble in the coupe, bitch
Alexander Wang and some flame, got the juice
But bitch I'm not 2Pac and no the fuck, this shit
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
Doug E. Fresh with the beatbox
Onyx, The LOX, and 2Pac bumpin' in the boombox
J Dilla, Killer Mike, MC Lyte
Stop playin', you ain't never heard a flow
west, that two seater Kardashian
Type to give me brain up in the red light traffic
And keep ya head up, that 2Pac blasting
Face two stacks and then be
from the gutter, my father's a drugger
The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb
I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top
it off slow (Give it up)
Used to rob niggas, I'd run up on 'em with two Glocks
Like run that, before you meet my favorite rapper, 2Pac
50 shots
shine too much to not be showing your prominence
2Pac said to keep our heads up and I’m fed up
Cuz our heads down all on the ground just like a bunch
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