Lyrics:
at Stake
And now you really got to turn Away
Have you ever loved to till it killed You
Till nobody could ever rebuild You
Now it's in you
That darkness
But
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
Is it too short?
Is it too Christian? Is it too Lord?
Is it too this and it's too that?
I can't fix it, it's not a problem
Nobody even wanted me
Never
Sprinklers that never worked
All the way to the monkey bars
Cross that line you got murked
That's other niggas territory had fiends
In the cheese line
They
the real bills
We got enough of this shit
To go get Osama killed
Pay a little nigga to go figure
Out where ya momma live
Leave her address in the mailbox
The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to escape
Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
But nobody does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out
ain't never party with a muthafuckin thug
Pull up in that vet, lookin like a Demon
Smoking weed with a bitch that looks like Billie Eilish
I karate chop
but it's sold by white faces
And we get more trouble than the water that we wade in
But they brought education
Right
Our gold is what they're taking
Look
Imagine an island where the party never ends
Where it's less about money and it's more about friends
Where the vibes can't done
It's less
gang violence police tryna keep them silenced
When all they all really need is a little help and guidance
The world's gone stupid kill me or be killed
to cancel
Your prior engagements
It's crazy, how you rap streets
That shit got us all in disbelief just rap
We don't wanna hear that bullshit Shareef
This
that. Pretty
personal. Real ruff copy. It's the only one we got. You know what I
mean? I think y'all really love the story. People are nosey and want
to pull as many viral videos
As we could get and then like remix those
Because you know how I'm Ready by AJR uses the Spongebob sample
I'm ready
I'm ready
We in the hotel lobby
Don't gotta tell nobody
We at the after party
The after party
Yeah don't tell nobody that we up to something
I want your body
to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
We got chrome Tecs, nickel plated Macs
Black Ac's, drug dealing
to all the crooks, all the niggas with bad looks
Bald heads, braids, blow this hook
We got chrome Tecs, nickel plated Macs
Black Ac's, drug dealing
want to go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won't change
little homies on the street know my name
things
Go head and spit that shit back, nobody's listening
Just rolled up to this party got these bitches on the molly
Sippin' on Barcardi and we're hardly
we got these ladies and tables all cleaned off.
Man let's come on in here and party tonight man, come on.
some things
Go head and spit that stuff back, nobody's listening
Just rolled up to this party got these chicks up on a trolley
Sippin' on Barcardi
picture, larger scheme, happening see
You gotta wake up your mind before it's too late to be
We all got problems, just gotta solve em
It's pretty simple
Stop
a little switch up can a a player get strange
I tell my biatrice to quit yappin later on we gon' get nasty
You can do whatever you like to me, we can do
choppers
I told him I got him
Just watch how you move
The coppers be watching the crew
Don't come by the spot send a thot to come through
I'm all about
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