Lyrics:
Gave birth to a menace, look what the streets created
Armageddon, ese dreams and illusions
I'm the master of your wishes, put it down so vicious
Love my
up
Tell em What you represent
I represent Jonesboro
Where they don't make it out
Look, I represent Jonesboro
Man I took 10 grands quick, quick
Look
have shit to bar
Now I can lean you a couple of clips
You hungry homey you can eat a couple of clips
Come to my strip, you gon see niggaz G'd up cuz
later on, see what's up
Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice
Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight
And I know right when
Dogg, what up, mane?
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they
She on my dick cause I'ma ticket
Look how I flex, look how I stunt, up in the mall I get what I want
I'm in a foreign the hood is the trunk, smoking ya
see?
The cops just killed another black man that look just like me
And nah, this ain't the first time, and it won't be the last
Unless you stand up
nike do it for a check
Just like nike do it for a check
Look threw my eyes see the vision
She admire the way that I'm living
Triangle offense we move
I´m walking by
See your hands up in the sky
Wishing I was in it
But I'm wondering why
When young adults are drinking, they do things they regret
you ever see
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga
Fuck you who the fuck is going
I can something don't ask
Who
later on, see what's up
Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice
Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight
And I know right when
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
see primo, razor blaid the plate up
Make some packs,and some workers, and start rackin cake up
This is what I do
Chorus: 2x
(Camron)
This is what
What's up
What's good
Guess I gotta show 'em what's up. Show 'em what's good
Fake friends tryna dap me. Like (What's up)
What's good
Y'all don't know
a Maxo C, I ain't coppin no p's
I'll squash no beef I started yuh
Hit a op block no warning yuh
Fuck a drive-by I'm parking huh
Walk a nigga down with
on demon watch
Be the aprop, do I see a cop or see a op
When I tread light, envy wise and homeless as a dove
He was up to us, we call him angels down from up
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
"S"
They keep it G, they sweet as T
Look good in the passenger seat of V
They ride double R, smell like double C
The Bags are L.V., D, or a double G
bandanna
And I still got my jewels like my name is Santana
Look li'l' homie y'all really don't know me
Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely
goes down?
What y'all gonna do? (Be real about it)
Communication breakdown it's a take down
Are you awake now or consumed
By a fake clown?
World Wide
from you look in a mi face
You see my fry eye
POST CHORUS
And there's no way I'm coming down
Down, down, down, down,
Coming from where I'm at,
And never stop coming up with all of that love for me
Never stop coming with your faith in what a love can be
Never stop coming up with all of that love
coming, yeah (coming, coming, coming)
Know we coming ooh, ooh (coming, coming, coming, yeah)
Look, at night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Thoughts
nguyenana)
Shorty buss it down like its tết now
Pull up and all the bitches xin chào
You ain't ever drank til you drink with a Viet (Nah)
Henny, Remy (Shots,
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