Lyrics:
hotter then some montclair
Montclair let's get it I remember days not Having a dime
Free my brother buddy yeah You know he doing time
Boy it hit me hard
worked my muscle off for this why would I share
I didn’t fold I still remain solitaire
Had to touch down to Montclair
Heard the opps want see me watch
this sadist revival, hand in hand
Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm
got no time for games, baby girl leave me alone
You can't call me a dog when you the one gave me the bone
Man these bitches did me wrong
And my niggas
time
Forever you my slime
We in this shit together
We mixin up like lemon and lime
You know you my dime, but if you leave who am I
Thought dis shit was
She said I wanna go to MacLan, I can take you there Pull up in a dream killer, make all
The bitches stare Fly fat nigga, I ain't scared to pull up
of the time when he can break the chain and get out
I ain't gonna make it
That's where he's been for twenty years
I ain't gonna make it out
And that's where
gon lift up my shirt
It's been the same girl since I met you
When I'm with you I flirt
Nah baby I swear
I'd give you money for your nails & lashes
Also
the fuckin soda pop off, pop off
I get shifty on this beat cross up, hotsauce
I just want the head what you telling me yo name for?
You next but you you
a missile
And make you wish your brain never thought of that
Head start like Gary Clark I make it easy for the quarterback
Met the biggest scumbags sitting
They dictate the way to live for those
That got no plan no nono fucking plan
Montclair and Fendi
You rock all those
But the money's yo daddy's
Cazzo
up em and they done with you
(They done with you)
That’s why you can’t let these niggas get to comfortable
Nah they ain’t really with you don’t miss
of these bitches
I had to run up the racks for the minute
I just been thinking bout all the times
I was down
All of the times that I felt that pain
In my
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
I ran it up off a play I'm tryna make me another one
I might pour up me a Eight after I'm done pour another one
I do this shot for my momma son ima
You was tryin' to make it outta there alive
Textin' John John like
"You still pullin up?" You
Was fuckin' terrified
You said you known for punchin'
say, see me, I don't got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get 'em for the bros, I'm just worried 'bout them chips, I'm a, ayy
Shot call,
and we felt fear as for any animal
This emotion had a protective function
It allowed us to take
Notice of a danger and retreat in time for us
Humans, it
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
oh, what you mean to me
When we're making love
I'll spend the rest of my life with you making up for lost time
Making up, making up for lost time
an expression of that,
Everything that we write is a love song.
*
We look for alternatives,
But the enormous power of the media makes it so difficult
Party all over you tryna come meet me,
I’m up in the hills over looking the city,
been poppin some bottles we copped em for free,
All apart
an attack
I ain't got time for haters who sweating
They think that they, think that they hotter than me
Nah
Only got time to level up
Level up
I think that I
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