Lyrics:
sacrifice that pagan
‘Cause it’s Coka, it’s going down
Do you want it by the key
Do you want it by the pound?
Yo it’s Coka, it’s going down
Do you want it by
Rat race started, we was still standing in place, By the time we got to eat, it wasn't even no plates They never gonna admit it, Educating yourself,
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself (L's)
"Hello?"
"Man whatup bro what's good?"
"Chillin' chillin', man, motherfucker back down in these
got trust issues, trust issues
You be playing games, can't fuck with you
(Feen)
Black boy moving with that pack
Flip a pack, just to get it back
Keep it
da jug
They scared by my mean mug
I keep it one hundred
Its all love
I'm authentic
No knock off
Far from hard never soft
Call me what you want that in
the pool, hella full off gumbo,
Rollin wit these g's, get R.I.P.
By dozen ??? to mini gages, to are-15's,
See I don't trust a soul on patrole when I
to suggestions ain't no limit when I go get
Same people gave you frozen tryna kill us off with covid
Covert missions in the broad day
Black boy spinning fidgets
checked no keeping any spoils
Black women who defend and protect they bleed loyal
Sisters you get all my respect our queens I do adore you
I got a new
the secrets of the ages
Vanglorious! This is protected
by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY! SISSSSSY!
"It was nearly eleven, when I started
matter of fact
We was Latch key kids
Locked down in the pad no mom and no dad
Hoping to catch me a glimpse
Vaginas in mags I’m finding yo stash
I know
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
the manager's key
From head to toe in black the devil did dress me
And I returned to commit robbery
I didn't rob that pizzeria
I didn't do it, no, it wasn't
Naima na yo
Naima na yo
Naima na yo
B-Strokes, K-Keys Lets go
Naima na yo
Naima na yo
Naima na yo
B-Strokes, K-Keys Lets go
Lingala English rhyme in
I think I'm out of time, this is my last goodbye
I know that you can't let go, just trust me it'll be fine
I see that you can't sleep, you wish that
the keys and I'm runnin' it up
Seven days a week dawg I stay on my grind, Yeah
No breaks, Nah Nah Nah Nah
I don't
Nah Nah Nah Nah
I don't take no breaks, Nah
my time?
No one to trust
No faith in humanity
Broken to dust
Chasing insanity
Watch me go down
As clear as it sounds
No turning back
Watch it go black
Speaks in Morse code, I'm traveling Moors Gold
Babbling Bushido, while holding my soul's glow
No longer seeking key holes to see the world
A locksmith
when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip into keys
The 'J's for the judgement handed by the ju-ry
The 'E' is for enter, at your own risk
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Yeah
Hey
Taylor bout to fucking flex
Yea yea
Little young nigga with the big racks, bro I got the rollie no tik-tok
Bro I got the rollie no tik-tok
tings just happen, you get me?
Put the keys in the whip
Drive fast, go quick
Whippin' on some wheels
Getting bare lit
We don't take no shits
I've been
job, black eye peas ain't working it
Scratches on my forearms, bruises on my chest
By then a few knew, they all told me to confess
Driving
the whole world's a lie
There's only one thing that you trust
It guides you through your way
Blinded by its web of lies
You still have never seen
We want
about Glocks and keys
Niggas call me Young Black Socrates
West Indies bitch drop to knees quick (what?)
With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Feel
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