Lyrics:
of Harvard
Beat Street the movie was my all time favorite
So can you stand the smell of a black powder
My B.I. is seven hundred horsepower
Burnin' rubber,
Live by the rules of funk or die, but I don't fuck with dude
We bomfortable
Corner store loitering, eatin' Lunchables
This million probably changed me
I'm from where them young niggas ain't scared of nothing
10 years ago drinking tussy
Nutting off all in public
Drive-bys in broad daylight its
Mississippi on the tag, man that wood on the wheel
That motherfucka change colors like a lizard and shit
55 ridin south, gettin head from a bitch
Matter fact,
the next bus came
only had 1.50 & finessed it 20 feet
Talked to God & had a ride by time I prayed into His Peace
on my feet, a pound of Runtz, Dior runners (woo)
My whole 'fit cost about ten bands
All together 60 racks, I got 50 in my pants
I, looked up to Payroll
Hello?
I come out there, me and Youngsta finna shoot the video
I don't know what time we gon' be done
It might be too late for them plane flights,
the ride then he made that crash
The opp boys way too wet
Would've thought they got sprayed by Fireman Sam
And the kickback's way too strong
Should've
karats nigga
(Yeah)
Step your game up
That's why your chain ain't up niggaaa
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where
the club (Get the fuck on)
That ain't yo bag you selling out of
You getting fronted by the plug
(Lame ass nigga)
Uber finally banned my account after 50
50 on my teeth and
you don't want to know how much I paid for my bentley
but it don't matter girl I got mo' money than Bill Gates
and I'ma stay paid
years and now I kill mics
Including Rosewood, y'all kill mе for four fifty, uh
I mean, that shoulda told you that you can't fuck with me
Black man!
I
declare war you're fuckin' insane
This world's not to be blamed by you goin' insane but
Mirror back at age 50
Mirror back on what you lost
Mirror back
the seasons pass by me constantly
With no time to take it all in
When you've got a break for just two weeks
Summer's here and soon gone
Along with a peaceful
killing this game so blind as
Its so clear to its my time
(Chorus)
Fyi room by V.I.C. come dominate
The game so dont come trying,
This here
just shoot it out now, we can do it all night
It don't matter, the 50 caliber gon' bite
Watch 'em scatter, the loud sound got 'em all fright
Get
Labels ain't been calling on my line
I put my bread up, invest my own time
Ya even had to do a little crime
But it's all good momma everybody fine
Lyrically I'm a Picasso I got flows
Hopin in and out of the Tahoe at WaHo
Smoke flowing out of the windows it's indo
Never pay a fee got the 5-0
the rafters
I'm going to crazy in 7 I'm feeling like Bron verse the Raptors
I can just look in your eyes by the faces you making I know you a natural actor
Headbussa by Lil Scrappy
I can get active
c family man but a change of plans I can get active
Yea
My potnaz riding if they catch me and hold me down captive
the only thing that matters
Doing 50 through the city to make my love the platter, but
As soon as I get home?
Yeah
Dat way
I'll make it up to you sweetie
Do
him of his gold
His legacy is golden his memory's being told
Plus his stardom only started at the time
Crazy offers sought to blow his bottom line just
high
It doesn't really matter as long as you're living right
So I spit it for my cities of the past and present times
The future's in disguise, welcome
Wow I can't believe you
I pull up to talk it out and you just don't listen
Whatever I'm done with it
It doesn't matter what I say you don't let me
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