Lyrics:
until the next time see ya
Me and Kid hit the studio in East Orange, that 604 Central, owned by his parentals
Ran into the homie Chad Piff, who was there
a phlebotomist
As I'm puffin on my cigar and I drink my liquor
I fear my sons will look at me like just another nigga
I feel I'm failing as a father and they
first so the biz can last
Instead, the biz went to
Hell and got infiltrated
By them mainstream infidels
So here to settle the score
Blow up the track
[Intro:]
A yo man let that beat drop on em
Yea, oh you know I'm liking that right there
Wats good yall
It's yo boy Lecrae
Some call me crezy
I'm here
1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T
That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats
You girls look so sexy
I wish you all were up here with me
You
with me, baby
Dance with me, come on, dance with me, baby
How you gon' tell me to mind my own biz
When you lookin' like somethin' I need to know
chains on my neck
Fendi on my leg on my side is Goyard bag
What a good time to be alive
Mob ties by my side
In the trap whipping all night
On the streets
good lord
Baby got 'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
you?
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
understood
Don't make me take
And deteriorate
Ya good health and yo hell
Is all that I know now
So break yo self
Before ya get mowed down
By the low down
suited for this verse with the lines call me pinstripe
They look at me like I'm an eye sore
I'm asking now what did you try for
I pull the long nose
us
Save your best niggas
Me, I'm just invincible plus
I get tough digit's
Used to smoke water and dust, hands clutched
Nigga 2-0-19 Range look like
really need you, so
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about tonight, baby
Let's talk about all the good things that could happen if you leave with me
Shit it's Friday, I just want some ass in the bitch
Can't be mad at me, I'm just doing what niggas do
Got kids by him, she wanna be the niggas boo?
room and I'm sauced
Imma keep on flexing like my name is Rick Ross
They going look at me like the king I'm a boss
But I could get them wet up ain't no
Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
I love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it's
Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population,
today in Germany
(ahhh)
Watch the old dirt flying by
Look, look the rainbows in the sky
So many different thoughts in my community
Here we are now
flying by
Look, look the rainbows in the sky
So many different thoughts in my community
Here we are now
Welcome to Germany
Watch the dirt flying by
Look
(hey yo, that girl looks good)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (play on, play on, play yeah)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
(hey yo, that girl looks good)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (play on, play on, play yeah)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
and looked like I’m doing nothing
I even started humming
(Hook)
Look I wasn't offering the kids weed
So why you have to go and call the cops on me
They
Bitch I'm stressed
Bitch come by
Bitch give me head
Had a good time then i Left her on Read
I gotta get mine
I gotta get bread
I gotta get rich before I'm
you.
I knew it right from the start
I used to think there'd never be,
A girl who'd ever care for me,
Then, what d'ya know, you made it so,
I
that's right)
The fuck you talkin' 'bout? (That's right, ayy)
Offing niggas (yeah, hey, yeah)
(Vocal up a little more, hey)
Uh, applying pressure
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