Lyrics:
They see me shinin in the limelight
They see me shinin by myself and they say that I ain't right
Why is it that I had to grind on my own baby
V12 yeah
They In My Phone Tryna’ Ask For A Song
Run It Up By Myself I Ain’t Never Need A Loan
Used To Ain’t Feel Me Going In On Every Song
Style Ain’t Free But
you can’t hold me under
Cause I was raised like lighting and thunder
I’m gonna make it no I don’t have to wonder
If I can Cause I was raised by
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
Tune get back
Come on! Yeah, D5 motherfucker!
It's Tunechi Jr bitch!
Pops, lemme go ahead and get 'em one time
Ya heard me? Hol' up!
Turn my
dog
This shit ain't autumn
Bottom of the barrel
Tryna make some dope apparel
Everything about me big
Well
Except for my deniro
After making hits
It's
Lookin' for a ten and they give your five
Well it's tough
You talk to the boss,the boss is gruff
You ask for a raise and they call your bluff
You may get
to lead sinners to salvation
Jeremiah 1:5, I was ordained to prophesy to nations
After this might say im religious, but im led by the spirit (uhh)
Might
Otherwise known as take a nap bitch
Oh, I see you're stressing, come here
Let me make you sink in your chair
When really, you should be dressing up
For your
make a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder game down
Push me, nigga, see what I'm about
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirt-ball nigga
Sayin? I
healthy
I see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blast
I watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfuckers pass
By me like they know me, smilin as they
Ahhhh!
A showdown, it's all the way live
Between The Sugarhill Gang and
The Furious Five
Take your partner by the hand
Get out'cha seat
We're gonna tickle
the hour, an' older by the minute.
My boss just pushed me over the limit.
I'd like to call him somethin',
I think I'll just call it a day.
Pour me somethin'
A W-E-E-K, a E-N-D
L-o-v-e we were meant to be
Weekend love
Caught up in a weekend love
(Maybe we could make it up at the end of the week)
Weekend love
a clit
I Robb you and make you squirt
This is orgasm from a thief
some one will murder me I’m like yah ? Who? (Yahoo) I’m really hungry bring the G
They say I'm grimey, Im greasy
I make a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I lay my murder game down
Push me nigga, see what I'm about
I was a snotty
Live and die by the gang, like I'm R5
Don't ask me where I'm at, you know I'm outside
We the ones who come around and have the block hot
Junkies in
the strength
So let 'em bic's raise 'cause I came with five nine
But I feel like I'm six eight
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all
The champ is here
The champ is here
You can hate me I don't care
All y'all wanna pile on me
Make it hard for me to breathe
Throw sand in my eyes
And make it
a light
I'm surrounded by the people I don't like
(yeah)
They wanna see me wrong, I make it right
When I fuck around a bitch, you know I might
(yeah) when
this out my own pocket
Stuck your whole life, trying to understand
Find yourself standing under
Under the system, bones being crushed by your own wonder
relationships don't last for you
It's true, what's different now
She's got a way, so tell us how
Well, it's just the way she does her things
It makes me wonder
Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two
M to the A to the S to the K
Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day
Feds be hawkin me
to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four
Tell me, Wonder Mike, what are you waiting for?
Said-a hip hop, the hippie, to the hippie
The hip hip
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