Lyrics:
light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need
ready for the long ride
So make you no take my heart, dey do anyhow
Yeah hey hey hey
I just wanna live my life
With omo to fine, wey set, wey go dey by my
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
you die you make your mark and reach new levels
Want the bread, want the diamonds and the bezels
And if these bitches that you want, have several
Hey, it's kind of shitty
A motherfucking pity
I sit reminscing about my nigga roe
My nigga joe died at the age of one four
And it's a motherfucking
1 nigga run up get jumped
2 came through and they got they brains blew
3 little mice came runnin along
So I grab the 4-5 mama sing to her son
Now 6
gettin' kicked out
And I ain't tryin' 2 make excuses
But lookin' 4 a job in the ghetto is fuckin' useless (Let me hear you sing)
Get your shit 2
Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Music Makes Me High
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig
The applause-plause live for the
Live for the way you cheer and SCREAM FOR ME!
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make
to know
One life, one love, one flow
You just gotta know
You know this life can crush your goals
You gotta know you're not alone
It's in your mind, you
Let me spazz on your face
Hey, hey
Get that bag on your face
Hey, hey
I'm the man in this case
Hey, Hey
Cannot die and go to waste
Hey, Hey
Pretty
to two by four, hey
Yeah, I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you
I'm gonna be that one who breaks you
Put the screws to you, my way
Hey, come
the mic, my advice I give, you put this thang inside your ear and I Mike Tyson it
Hook:
Can it bounce x 4
Oh tell me
Can it bounce x2
Hey can it x4
Can it
ready cause this is it your crew is
Through and we too legit to quit...sang!..
Too legit... Too legit to quit (hey...hey...) Too legit...too
Legit...
wife-beater, lost his Nike shoe
It's in your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
mind and
I think about you all the time
Got me singing like
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama hey
Hey mamacita
Sway by my, sway by my, sway by my way
I'm
me how you want it
You riding? Get up on it
I ain't fucking with the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real
Hey bitch sign your name
livin' every breath
Won't be for me
Retaliation every death, let's make 'em bleed
'Cause do or die is the only way
And though I pray
I can see you getting
problem?
I'm your issue, or should Rasta Fire And go on up for the pain again Hey Blast Hey Black people Hey Hey Blast We a cuck, we a cuck now Hey Black
(Deko)
(OG Parker)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch,
(Deko)
(OG Parker)
Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it)
Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch,
to town
Hey hey hey hey hey (2x)
When Cody comes to Town
Hey hey hey hey hey (2x)
You're gonna need your dancin' shoes when Cody comes to town
Hey hey
last suit to make the bet
No you didn't
Yes I did
Put every dime I had on him, ah
What?
Listen, you know he ain't showed up yet
And I'm thinkin shawty I got a thing for you
Doin it on purpose, windin' and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin at me girl
I wanna make love in
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