Lyrics:
waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey, hey, hey, big shit poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little things
on E (E)
Some niggas bang the C, some niggas bangin' the P (P)
I'm really in the streets you other niggas is weak
On my mama and the hood, fuck around
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children
England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two
Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben
The rosy red cheeks of the little
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
long night on the corner all the nights
I jumped on her, chill mama but mama just a little girl,
I'm seventeen he fifteen we having a little girl, she
Pray for me mama mama pray For me
Icom-ing
Mama abeg make you pray for Me, A little whine go do shorty
Done see many things, pass me Lin I suppose high
flip
They could be my ex bitch or them kids on my dick
Little critics that'll never know the hell that I live
Acting like they ain't know me, when they
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Keeping our plans on hush hush
Laughing to the bank but we not lush
Grew up with little I was not plush
But now the whole family on a gold rush
King
Adam in check?
And if so, you gotta expect to sip juice
From the forbidden fruit and get loose
Cole is the king, most definite
My little black book
a king, I'm a king
So, I'm prolly gon' die on the balcony
I'm a king, I'm a king
My mama knew that shit the day she gave birth to me, and
For the rings I'm
Fuckin' on your bitch, where your mama at
She's the only woman you've ever kissed, so where your mama at
Mac 10, shooting at your bens
Taken king
camper
L-A-M to the E, fuck the police
Bangin' inside the Chevy Caprice
N.W.A, I'm from the trap
Not from a little house on the prairie, yeah
Mama
to save me
Is puttin' 'em straight through hell
My mama's been praying
Daddy's been saying
"Son, how the hell you get by?"
'Cause I got my
Angels
I just been grinding and stacking' that paper lil hitta just know that I got to get paid
I hear em claiming they king if you're wearing the crown
This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets
When I was a Little Bobo My mama dey fry me kɔkɔɔ
When she see the trouble she said sore ho, I no dey fear anything so firi ho ko
I be a king a young
yeah, I'm back, it's Tejbz
Fortnite is my jam, play with Ninja
Chat spam
My fort's a ferrari, built by a genius
I'm not retarded, just a little bit
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
moves just a little too late
Unapologetic
We rise so the ancestors don’t regret it
And if the generation before us did drop the ball
We pick it back up by
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
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