Lyrics:
On this side, I don't move to get by
Tell me what this feel like
‘Cause I gotta get right
Going at it all night
I mean til the daylight
I know we just
stolen (stolen)
No registration ('stration)
Cops patrollin' (patrollin')
Now they done stop me and I get locked up
They won't let me out
They won't
rings lookin' for me, now that figures
Then the door bell, who could it be? It's my niggas
Wanna get up in my closet and floss it
Make a move never used
and bags from Chanel (uh)
Issey Miyake, smellin' up my Kawasaki
Draws by Versace or them joints by Jockey
Clock me workin' real hard for a nickel (uh-huh)
here he comes
He's going to find you you can't hide
Better get ready better get ready
No need to run cause he going find you
In your darkness in your
you can't touch with your eyes
No, you can't touch me
Even if you love me
This is my body
I'm better by myself, I don't need your help
If you want
lil' hoe like Michael no Tyson
I'm a smooth criminal like Michael pockets full of Jacksons
Baby wanna get lit, shit what's happening?
Baby wanna get lit,
Nigga I'll be good
Like I said I would (woo)
I get by, yeah
With my baby by my side (oh, yeah)
You and I (ohh)
Bumpin' cranes up in the sky
Oh, my
yeah
I know you love it
Soon I'm ma be popping
She wanna be the one I'm cuffing
I pay no mind cause it’s nothing
End of discussion
No further
usual
Ahh yeah
And this ain’t that shit that you used to
No no no
I’m popping my shit like I usual
FN at the crowd make em get down
Them niggas ain’t
good in the field like Phil
Get knicked you'll probably fold
And bell me more than once get no reply don't want you to roll
If I ever had to cut you
So they looking for me they don't know
I'm waiting on them
Right here, I'ma sit by the window
See they gonna have to get me
Yeah, they gonna have
up
Said the streets show me no love
Gotta keep it low for the glow up
Now they wanna act like they know us
Cause they see we get that money by the hour
to pass so they live a life that lasts get saved by the system or die in these streets is something we had to grasp They say I was different in the past
where I'm headed next, but
Man, I can't even fake no more
Surrounded by lies and bullshit
Nigga, I can't even take no more
See, I woke up havin' a bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I won't let it ring when you callin' me
Why would I want you far from me?
Look me in
same shit (yup)
I bet you won't never go fuckin' no lame
Put you on this game shit
This life gets scary, honey
I'm gettin' that dirty money
Heard
so-and-so's that no one knows
But so it go
Come live all your dreams out at OVO
We gon' make sure you get your bread and you know the ropes
I get a ring
Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard
This is black hoodie rap
There's no fear in my eyes where they lookin' at
Better look on map, besides, me nah
in the house
We gon' go like this, yo, here we go
Mumbling and whispering is what I hear
When BIG appear on the
Scene niggas get scared
No, I'm not
motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes
Killer, killer, dealing with him like he's a squealer
Get 'em, hit 'em, got 'em, shot
mo' no mo' no mo'
Motherfucker it's E-4-oh from the Valle-Jo
Still rappin' like I'm po', beotch
Bitch, nigga, what the fuck's up
(Anybody can get it)
else
She does have a point do you feel you
Get the proper love from New York?
Hell fucking no
And I never understood that because
You ran the same
way
And it’s hurting to stay here
And it’s hurting to go
Any girl who has lain here
Would get this she’d know
That there’s no way out
There’s nowhere
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