Lyrics:
sharp on the keys like a black note
niggas Scottie Pippen
Red track red seats bitch I need a red key
You know Nel that's my brother and I fuck with SRT
Black glock magazine man I keep that
Verse 1
It's been a long time
Feel like hip hop left you
So I drop every year
Like uncle murders nephew
I do it for the ladies
So I gotta make it
proof
Tell me how you didn't know by now that I'm really the truth?
Yeah, just like Paul Pierce
Fresh as fuck and it ain't even fair
Try to play me, nah,
Another season gone by it's that time of the year
You know that fat nigga in red with the sleigh and the deer
People full of jolly and cheer a moment
deh yah vibes, feelin' right
Demons dem a look through fi mi third eye
See couple gyal, inna di party, me waa try
Cold mind of I
TKelly, code a key so
at home
Feds on the mission to catch man slippin'
By time they sniffin' along, man's ghost
Bro who do you suppose I could go to and talk 'bout a small
I'm your new A&R, Black
I'ma book some overtime, you write some more rhymes
And
[Chorus: 2x]
When I charge the emcee, equals a bar a key
Just
a pack of germs, people swerve from the gamer
Suave player, I'm all black like the Raiders
You wonder how I did it, album anticipated
Well it's
Young McCoy, yuh
This shit is for all you mumble rap motherfuckers
Specifically, no one else
Y'all better pay attention
Now I’m walking by these
selection
Life ain't about you
It's about God's attraction
Heading to the gym
Going by yourself
If you don't post
Feel like it don't count
What a stupid
a hand full of keys to the doors for the dreamers
So high school was like messin up laundry
Fuckin with a colorful girl by the bleachers
But
Soon after
Bag different my nigga only chic for me RIRI
Opa Locka my home but I traveled the globe
Fucked bitches in rome
Cribs in eight time zones
Fell in love
be way down in my
Basement until police start lookin'
By the time they think that it’s me
You will be dead and cooking
I will eat you and burn all
every sip
I black out start sayin stupid shit
Nothin you deserve I act like a prick
Don't know when to quit I just drink my fifth
Drunk in a ditch cuts
Down shifting on 'em 'cause I got weed on me
Smelly, green bud without any seeds on me
Chasing like I'm big time, holding keys on me
But I gotta keep
the broad daylight
And by the time the smoke cleared
We were nowhere in sight
Sadie got an Mustang
An old '64
Sadie got the top down
And her foot
grasped in his hands.
Dark secrets unlocked by a verbal key.
Promises once mocked are fulfilled fatalities precede.
Screams distorted with blood.
Of seven mighty gates,
Abominations,
That come true within me.
Here's the key by which I can summon the forgotten world,
Unnatural desire
A baby bird with brand new wings
A little girl on a playground swing
The elderly lose their teeth
And little old me, I lost my key
So I stay
woman, made me stop and pivot
Body, hair, face, nails lookin' so exqusite
Now what is it
That a pimp who never sent the key tip to the game
Now when I jump
Making ground or so it seems heard the black taxi has left without me
call option x, nah I'll sit here and listen to a tape by FEAR
Lie about things create
Cause a nigga been drinkin that muthafuckin XO
Haha!
I guess they really didn't care how famous he is
Cause every time I hit the mic I kick gangsta
father away
What I told you lover I guess that I meant
By the time that you read this I will have repented
I know I am a fool
For trying to play it
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