Lyrics:
you to tell me I'm in the band please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
I don't need
Im just tryna do my thing
I don't give a fuck what ya bitch think
Im just tryna do my thing
I don't give a fuck what a nigga think
Why is it so hot?
this shit my nigga, this how I live my G
The only thing they do to me is bury me six feet
This California weed im smoking
Just hit it one time I'm
auto-matos, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flow's
Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit
Oops Crystal keep spillin' shit, you
say frozen
So leave me alone, I'm unbroken
Outspoken, I stand by my word 'cause it's golden
Out here in the Pacific Ocean west coastin'
Don't let
coughed a lot. My family were coughing at me, I could tell my mum didn't want to cough, but it was a thing that everyone saw as something to do because my
You fasten up your beaded gown
Then you try to tie me down
Do you work it out one by one
Or played in combination
You throw out your gold teeth
Do
bands
Big step
Take a peak (Take a peak)
Look at my eyes tell me what you see (What you see)
New roles
Same script
Play for keeps (Play for keeps)
Man
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands
do it
My block, let's do it
Now that's that shit, that makes me zone the fuck out
In the club and get thrown the fuck out
Now ain't that a bitch, if
on everything
Grab at the brass ring
Brass in my pocket going jing-a-ling-a-ling
Sing!
Cash rules everything around me, CREAM
Rags to riches, it's the American
makes me proud that Louis Armstrong was a Zulu King.
That let me know from an early age, I could do just about anything!
I'm so New Orleans, man this
What do you mean that it's time, time for me to grow up?
I don't want any part
It's right to follow my heart
The new kids ran, ran out the back
Something super liminal at minimal
I'm maximum but minimize the miniscule
Serious as cereal that's been dripped
On by the milky way
My color is my complex so
(Let's go)
I got hoes and I got love for
Every single one (Let's go)
Gang wit me
You know it's bands on
Every single one (Let's go)
The way she dance
She
asked my whole life
I got these bitches by my side show me how to love right (sike)
I got a feeling that my near future gonna be bright (bright)
An if you
the money man
Hunned bands hunned bands
Watch me do the money dance
Hunned bands a feature
I make bread off my depression Meech shit
If you cute and wanna
you ever disrespect me
And then go and invest into a grocery store
Rolled up with the Smith & Wesson and drew on you like let's fight now
I do
a bus on this particular thing
Oh!
Yeah
Tell me one thing: do you like my new car?
Oh yeah! it's a...pavilion, isn't it?
Oh, not just a pavilion, it's
hustlers are us
My game sharper than an elephant's tusk
Me, myself and I the only that I can trust
Sleep with one eye open finger on the pistol clutch
I got
along the way
And then I'd stop at every town
To let the locals stare me down down down
And then I'd fight the urge to say
Hey folks, I'd love to hang
kicked out
Wish a nigga would try to put his hands on me
And I been boxing for a minute finna bring brass knuckles
Swear my head hurt this bitch she drive
If can, can, if no can, no can aye
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Let me show Puna how to dance
We putting Puna on the map
Puna
If can, can, if no can, no can aye
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Let me show Puna how to dance
We putting Puna on the map
Puna
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