Lyrics:
V-12
When I pull up to the spot
It’s full details
I’m settin' the vibe
Got the haters watchin'
They're so terrified
Fuck Popularity
Im a king
They
rocks the mic, that man is me
The one who does it so easily
I'm gonna kick it real old school style
Up on the mic you know that I go wild
I rock it
Pappa:
To da Hip Hop you don¹t stop da rock
and to da bang bang boogie we all love Hip Hop
To da B.E.A.R. and the DanDaDa
he¹s the Godfather and I¹m
can say
I keep all these fucking problems in my brain
I keep saying to myself that I'm so lame
I don't really fucking know what I became
Tell these
You are ready? Come on
You are ready? Come on
You are ready? Come on
Since you've come into my life
I don't have no stress no strive
I'm
a couple tats
Couple tags
Now I'm chilling in Mexico
With all my racks
Rag to riches
Flag the bitches
Superpimp like exhibit
Pimp the ride
Niggas ride
make an M all I do is make M's
Lawson M. Lam is you turnt is you up?
Got them turning up I'm just sweet like M&Ms
Thought I peaked in high school cuz
Okay Okay
Okay Okay
Okay Okay
Paradise
You can say that a jigga been pushing P
I went M.I.A for a couple sleeps now I'm back and i doubled my booking
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Don't give a fuck what you heard about me
Ima always be a p-i-m-p
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Don't give a fuck what
And You see I'm one of them niggas Who ain't never banged a set
I ain't bangin for no colors
But I bang for my respect
When you brought up in
place on this earth little nigga
I'm one of the gods, so I better deliver
I'm watching how all of these blessings configure
Gotta get up, and go get it my
With you my heart beats
With you my soul breathes
Surrounded by your love
With you I'm so free
Nothing can touch me
But the love and life you dream
back, we bust your mind blown
Just like that braggadocious cuz I'm the dopest Brat
Most of my nigga's focus on the ass thats fat
And I'm just so ferocious
fun"
I just told them, none of
That shit gon' matter
They know that I'm the one (The one)
Yeah, I get to this bread, I get to racks
I get croissants
I
bitch, a motherfucking soldier
15K today, 30K tomorrow, nigga
I live life on boats, like
I'm sponsored by nautica, nigga
Everything I say's a quote
I just
you doing
So when they ask me how I'm doing
I just say I'm doing yeah I just say I'm doing
They claim they balling with knees like Pat Ewing
And wanna
pockets grow, while we are sufferin’
I’m independent and I’m really lovin’ it
My music is starting to go where I wanted it
Remember the time we were
it I wouldn't mind
But give me some time
If you could be so kind
I wouldn't be so blind
But I guess in hind sight
I'm half right
And half white
I
See the smoke from the windows; tinted fog
Honestly they don't know what it cost
They ask me every time
"See me when and where" and I'm like "Nah"
I
I'm walkin to the sun today
You won't see my face for a while
I've decided to leave it all behind me
Because I don't want to love again
I'd like
with a baddie
What you smoking I'm smoking on ratty
We see a opp and we doing him badly
Fuck all the opps they be going out sadly
I got becky and lotti
Thorazine quarantine this a horror scene
Whispers in my ears so many times I'm not ignoring things
Steppin out the shadows like an 80s horror villain
the wise
Only pursue it if you love it
I'm lost on the subject
Searching for some synonyms
Ready for any conflict
Conflicted on the way it end
Conflict
Rhymes]
HOLD ON!
Now tell me who the fuck you thought it would be
I'm in the booth with a quarter water, recordin with Free
It's nice to be important, but
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