Lyrics:
coughs
Drop me a perc in my blue fanta pop
.2 on the dash can't get caught by the law
I am a beast i eat everything raw
I do it all out here i got dirty
(yo)i write rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn't hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all disrespect
I'll snatch you by your
put you on the dumb shit,
leave on time bitch,
bleed from my fist,
See my nike kicks,
great high fly kick,
no thrills tuff shit,
most will love
Times are critical
Although I kick the metaphysical
Sometimes my rhymes flow kind of political
All the real B-boys make noise
Here comes the bomb yo,
while I'm chillin' in the shack, and
Shinin' the light in my face, and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe 'cause I
while I'm chillin' in the shack, and
Shinin' the light in my face, and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe 'cause I
everybody wins
Just another soul lost in America
I was so frustrated and I got so lonely
It almost took a miracle to open my eyes
World Start Turning (turn
street drug jive
"Hey white boy, what ya doing uptown
Hey white boy, you chasing our women around?
'Pa pa pardon me sir
Nothing could be farther from my
Burns said protect your flame
It breaks my heart when I think and say
That the Migos will never be the same
There's too many real ones
That had to Takeoff
Shadows keep wavin' by my window (woo, shadows)
Thankin' God he saved my life from kick doors (god!)
Still sippin' oil, Migos Citgo (drank, gone)
Hold
am happy
To clear up the matter of Anne Catherick
Her tale is truly sorrowful
And some would say a tragedy
Her story breaks my heart
I don't know
But the be my residents
They hold all my evidence
I'm just tryna re invent
White wraith
Great white
Bust down
Big bite
Last fight
Trust bound
Yea
Do some weird shit, believe in the art of the joke (yeah)
In this case, I was like
"Ayy, y'all a great crowd
So as a reward, do you wanna see my
can
And yes I am, aware that most of my fans are white
But I'm love em all, scope em, and open 'em when I write
Some may chastize, from the side, crack
feel more broken than black
More sunken in sadness, anchored in anger
I harness this hardened heart and hardship surrounded by darkness
Despite the white
to great heights
Surrounded by great whites
Jump in the water like a stage dive
Now backstroke on em
Techniques are endless
You breathless or jealous
Hang
they gone
Can we now just move along
Lost my concentration from the kicks up in the song
Music nowadays has no message inside their melody
Only want
hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
Walk into my great place, cozy
I'm glad you came, let's make a toast
love, hey, my love
My love
Walk into my great place, cozy
I'm glad you came, let's make a toast (my love)
Let me make an indecent proposal
Let me
Heard on your radio
Biggie Smalls, my motherfucking man
Take the microphone and kick the
Wicked like a man
I went from construction Timbs
To Acs with
A toll: life
Not really, more like white Air Nikes
Evidently, I had a fondness
For material things
Ten years old trynna get a 10-K ring
I forgot it was for
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, you know, what's crackin', Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, and start riots like Limp
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, you know, what's crackin', Dre?
Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, and start riots like Limp
pointing fingers
Cause the tough times
Often causes our minds to linger throughout the night
And me
With another, brother gone
My heart is getting cold
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