Lyrics:
just right by the base
It's a vibe in the night
Pull up at the spot kill the lights
It's a vibe in the night
5:55, Paris skies
It's a vibe in the night
Fuck the PS5 cause baby, I ain't here to play
Aye, uh, no one's ever made me feel a way, aye
Baby got blushin' every time we text, aye
You been on my
signs
Flow so hot I'm a chef when I bake rhymes
I don't want thots, I'mma flex when I skate by uh
Got a couple bars in my backpack
Got a new chain let it
(I go by the name of Myke Storm)
Barely had a dime to my name name
But now I got the world in my hands
My other hand occupied with 100 grand
I was
Nastradamus
New LP for the 2G
Uh
Bravehearts
Nation
Big Things
Lucciano
Oh, the Lord again
M-O-B-B Deep
Zaire
Jungle
Wiz, horse
L-E-S, L-E-S
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
Yea so
Show more personality with the music
G-Shaw
The Kindgenius
Yeah we live
I used to manage records over fifteen thousand patients
New job I'm
Ah, looks like another year's gone by
A new year's coming but we just wanna say
Everybody away, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
To you all in
everywhere at once doing everything for everybdy. Everybody can't get what they want.
Child 5:
Well, his job is to make us good and to make us happy
from one minus Na I ain't got nothing let me borrow 5 things I Shouldn't B looking @ bling king jacking off by my self 4 five I got away with auto theft
know why you still at my crib
Get back together I'm yelling out rip (RIP)
RIP to the things that we did
Stay to myself I be off the grid
Don't got time
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
de panky 'tween you 'n dem two concrete flamingos ovuh by de steps! you been messin' wit de
E bird o' new jersey, muthafucker! dat kin git you five
a sanction
You ain't missin' a thing
With other niggas who sing
I need cash just to give you a ring
Love at first sight, but it was blocked by pain
So for you,
a new new life
Reminiscing everyday
All the things we used to do
Homeroom was at eight
And sometimes we're late
To start off the day
7 hours a day
another started fighting so I ran up and I swung
A gun pointed at my face and now I'm getting jumped by five
Getting kicked into some rocks, thank God I'm
Analyze the plug and the things
He could do for me, ghost
Let's go
Anytime I talk, you know the truth spoke
(You know the truth spoke)
Any rapper that ever
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
that ain't no time for it
It's all fam, no new friends
No mercy no lago
No top down
We top five
We all found
That top floor
So
Yeah, yeah, hey
Hold
Five, six, seven
I got you, you've got me
I don't care what people might say
I know you know
I've got you
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Do it for the 1-9 love,
ass on a move
We don't lose, nigga we like them V's we batter and bruise
And leave ya ass leakin' sloppy for the ten o'clock news
[Hook]
[D Shot]
regret it now
Determined by that dice, you only roll twice
You broke now
Don't regret it now
Let's say you and your homey
Best friends one and only
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