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Queensbridge

Ayo, Jungle (Yo) tell em where you from

Straight outta Queensbridge
I'm selling crack to a pregnant mother
And make her daughter think I love her

Don’t tie me to your will, you’ll triumph
By the line, tell momma I’m hiding
All the life in the midst of the silent
I throw my dice ‘cause I’m in it
I’m

and I ain't coming back
(SpaceTime)
I convince myself that I was never there
All my friends walk by like
They don't know my name
I forget the mask cover

it
So I feed 'em raw bars but
I try to oxycoat it in some shit that ought
Be spoken truth glaze, if you will
Like, why we loving the culture
But not

fuck that
I got mad shows
I guess this is the life that God chose
Finally high, but I been low
I got vision, boy, that’s 20 20
Getting paid, but man,

get in double trucks, yeah
Both of em' what's in your mouth?
It's the VVVs talkin', I can't
Motherfuckin' talk to you folks, uh
Great big white, throw

probably thought I'd tell you stay and see
Girl fuck it
Imma flex up on you 
Wait and see
Best believe I drowned a bottle of that Hennessy play a beat get

Astro on the beat!

Nigga just woke up with it
Fresh out the bed watch me turn my swag on
Like I'm SouljaBoy tell em' who did it
Brodie bought

we gon blow 'em off (For real)
Leaving a bruise on neck he can show it off
I been that guy for while but these lil' boys just lying a lot if you

Suli4Q)

Uh
It's true I come from the bottom look at your boy on the rise
Couldn't watch a movie with kissing
Ma' made me cover my eyes
Grandma said go

youll get hit with both fists

For them mother fuckers acting like they never noticed..  ima tell em like 

Hey what up
It aint about money then ima say

Roscoe Dash - Wiz Kelly
Produced By: BeatzByBuddy


Verse:
Welcome to teach back
Ain’t no free stacks
Once you reach you can’t take that reach back

Sorry, not sorry you had to witness my rudeness
Really thought you knew I was ruthless
Tell me shit I dunno, why ain't ya speak
Call me ugly when you're

ribs
Got babyback on my plate, I need a bib
That boy is lying, he telling a fib I can tell by his voice and the quivering lips
I don't feel any fear when

I tell 'em, they on it
Don't ever catch me and my niggas broke
We scorin'
Pull up foreigns, different color Range Rov'
I'm tourin' yeah, I'm tourin'

as a child
I could tell by the shit that they post
I just pulled up at the coast
Drop me a four in a Sprite
Getting cash and I don't mean to boast
Let all my

men you've ever seen have strayed
You're the only one I want to take my name
Let's get on a plane, let's get on our way
Put cell on away, don't tell em

a freezer then
I called the boy by his real name like Vegeta did (Kakarot)
Youngins hatin' 'cause a hoe
I would tell 'em that shit stupid, though they

Hit up Bag Boy just to let em know I'm in it
Brought my mama joy, when I let her know I did it
Thought I had it going on
Got my dawgs by my side, that's

call a ‘turn a house into a home'
Don't deny, you in love with the boy
Doctor said you got that Ticky Tell Em Syndrome
Very few light skin impress me

call a ‘turn a house into a home'
Don't deny, you in love with the boy
Doctor said you got that Ticky Tell Em Syndrome
Very few light skin impress me

why, some shit just don’t feel alright
She was wearing all white, I was rocking Off Whites
There ain’t no turning back
No, aye

They tell that you’re

cold nor'westers
We had in Paddy West's

Put on your dungaree jackets
And walk out looking your best
And tell 'em you're an old sailor man
That

and their knees
OsamaSon
Yeah
Go
Ass isn't kidding, hoes they can get in
Draco it can't fit in, tell em, please give me a minute
Bitches on me, hands