Lyrics:
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
the other Debbie
Debbie the teacher?
Oh, you mean, Black Debbie
Whoa whoa whoa whoa, why is she "Black" Debbie?
No, not in a bad way
It's just
shit hurt
Hey hey all this police brutality and black on black crime
Every time you turn around another nigga dying that shit hurt
Hey hey hey man this
the window
I’ll never forget
The magic lady the lady in black
She’ll never come back
Here we go again
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Yeah yeah
Come on
Here we
Oh, oh
Yeah
It's my tape, man (oh)
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited) I've waited
(Time went by) Yeah, yeah
(All I could do is cry)
from nothin' to somethin'
Niggas eased up in the game, I just jumped in
I was sixteen, sellin' CD's and hustlin'
Had to learn fuck niggas, not
ain't on my level even if we in the same buildin' on the same floor
Oh boy, black out, dough boy, cash out, payroll
Contract maxed out, cash kid, cash
*SilverBlackGuerilla*
King, King King Kong
King Kong ain't got sh** on me
Hook1; Nic-key
I'm so serious,
Like a Silver Black Guerilla
Don't get
sight
Boy you and I
See eye to eye
Thinking bout you I cant get you out of my mind
So right, oh my my my
Seeing colors when the world is black and white
all my stuff, and all you find
is a pocket full of money count seven G's
Now you want to think I'm sellin' keys
Cause I'm a black man, but I run my
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
of the Lord
Man it's only by the grace of the Lord
I was always that boring one
I never wanted to do that much
I had a fear of the roads 'cause the young black
?
Have you ever had a broke heart?
Have you ever been lonely?
Oh single plate, knife and spoon, it's dinner for one in an empty room
Lover boy where have
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
sometimes disproportionate
That's why I keep it low key and stress free
Prefer to go out where they don't know me and that's key
I be in my bag, my lonely's
Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois
beating my dick to the bow cause now I'm just a heavy dope fiend
Still staying on my lonely boy if you can't tell
It's only me and all my niggas walking
It's your boy WaiKid
She love my vibe, she say I be fallin
She say she never see nobody like me Fine boy, dark skin, chocolate melanin
I get the swag
front and center, diamonds gleam when I enter
Hit the spot and them boys looking, that boys is so lovely
And that boy be popping champagne, that boy be
girl posted waited for the right guy
And
Imma lonely boy running maybe my whole life
But I don't got time
I don't got time to waste
I don't got time for
What it is shawty? Can I roll good?
See you impressed by the game like ya s'pose to
You see rap stars with cars and black cards
All you get is convos,
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