Lyrics:
sold weed n
We sold X
Don't play that block
Without that vest
Cause you'll get left (Uh)
Don't make that Left (Uh)
Bitches say I'm the man now (Crazy)
kill kill kill
This is the shit gone talk about
This is that shit that New York about
This that is kill kill kill kill killem
And make sure you
yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure God, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
like they name was Stephen
They ask me why as if I need a reason
I got you followed by my demons
You turn to face 'em, can't even see 'em
it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track,
so many ways
Hard to tell who we can trust these days
I was blinded by so many lies
Real friends will make you open your eyes
You helped me survive
high
Remember them?
I would never ever make the world run dry
Love is getting stronger as the days go by
And if I don't tell you, as much as I want
and she's flying, I feel I'm flying by em
'Cause my mind's on cloud nine and in a mine at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who's
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
Yeah, no introduction is really needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
Playas, playas,
performing procedures
Jesus, I ain't trying to be facetious, but
"Vengeance is mine" said the Lord
You said it better than all
Leave niggas on death's
that women are really the strongest human beings
But why do you make 'em so emotional, and other minor things
I guess it's your way of saying we gotta
comer ball out with me
Good brain Stephen hawking got me leaning back the seat
Said I'm better then her ex nah he ain't better than me
You niggas down
Always there when you call (Buckshots, hah), always on time
Gave you my, baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my, baby
Always there when you call (Buckshots, hah), always on time
Gave you my, baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my, baby
have control of your life, or be a slave
Show me a sign, a pig ain't no homey of mine
They own me what's mine, I show you if you loan me your nine
I'm
John hold steady you just keep on forgetting where you're from
Just remember your home, you were the Bishop of Rome
But you wanted to be someone
Your
Some people placed
In your life as blessings
Some people placed
In your life as lessons
So you make wise selections
I sip an eighth nigga why
I got P’s
Stephen Curry shoot you 3
I can’t do no show for free
Want this drip but it ain’t cheap
Want a feature pay a fee
I can’t do this shit for
I'm hot, I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down
The way I break it down
Some days I'm in the crowd, all by myself
Bunch
they will know that
Dema don't control us, Dema don't control
East is up
They want to make you forget
They want to make you forget
Save your
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
're selling out like Charles and Stephen
Make major paper while you're selling out like Charles and
Shh, on the people that got your back
What the fuck we gon'
I'll send you high bout' it
Can make you fly just like a dove not talkin' wide body
That's on my motherfuckin' mom bitch Imma die about it
She really
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