Lyrics:
smoking la da dee ah
Hey
Ready or not
Na na na
Na na na na
Halfway to a mill
Tryna make it to the top
I’m smoking la da dee ah
Hey
Im reminiscing in
Malo kid banna kalon fusca
Na dan ta ho na sha iska
Superstar Daban da mister
Ansan mu da shan shisha
Duk abu a duniya Da riba
Kudi makin cant you see
la la
Da na na da na na na
We're the kids we're the kids
We're the kids in America we're the kids
We're the kids we're the kids in America
We're
don't want me to get paper
(???)others have it
I can feel it in my wallet
Why your lady keep on jockin'
Got me in your system.
Da na na na na na na na
Na
the P.J.'s, the heat waves
Kids play where heat sprays
Straight floods, no love, fake thugs
Draw blood with Four-Four snubs
Tear away your rug
Kids with
kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (hey)
Not a day goes by
When I ain't gettin' high, they wonder
Why don't I
in your mid-forties
Down in Florida, by the water, scrapin' up enough to buy a forty
Type of billboard ain't shit when you did poorly
Buy your kids
kid back on the block with a R.I.P
Dad got the sag in the back with a drip
Come and get a sip
La-di-da
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Na
Hey Jude, don't let me down
She has found you, now go
the first time
Kids in my block going
Loco they busting through my front door
My two piece pretty polos
PJs with the loafs tho
Kick me round the block
you what they call pain, in the eyes of O.G.
Go Nas, you as young as OD
[Black Child]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in
wear a chain
I make sure you know my name
I'm the same good kid from the
Block where you was raised
Didn't have a pot to piss
In peeing in your pj's
You
, na, na, na
It's time to move on and stand up strong
One people hand in hand
Let's fight for the ones we love
With the help from God above
One by
I'm cool kid now, I'm a cool kid
Wasn't always, call me a middle school misfit
The only kid in my class that was white and Jewish
Shabbat shalom,
Smoking on dodi with Cody
And my n**** Zack got pack they brodies
What a suite life smoking on OZ’s
In my white tee and PJ’s real cozy
You would
Know me, you know, me
Oh-h-h-h-h
Know me, you know, me
Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na
Know me, you know, me
Whoa
Know me, you know, me
wit or who you chill wit
Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit
Till the Chef be like (Chill, kid)
That's word to Abola
the boy
Have you in the dealer like a kid pick a toy
Lord she say that she never been on a PJ, mile high
Fuck her and her friend on the PJ
You know I
on PJ's
We the future so every night is a new day
Sittin' in the studio, chain on and my hat low
Young visionaries and we sellin' out the rap show
I can
da da, da da da da
La da da da, da da da da da
I went to a wishing well
But sank to the ocean floor
Cut up by sharpened rocks
And washed up
Wrote my own props, living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel Gabriel said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no face, speakers with no lace
I feel that
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
the top to the basement
Never let another nigga take my placement
Mount Rushmore put my face in
PJ da Finesser Bnew we da greatest
Guap on my face
My face
I
tell her treat me special
I be surrounded by all these steppers
The one out the two don’t test me
You know I spit fact no fiction
Tell em don’t add me in
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