Lyrics:
allegiances
We was grinding not airing out grievances
The flex and the grind know I'm good with them ingredients
Seven Seven Nine
We like 25 deep falling all
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
other
Like I live this
Life the fun way
Fun way
Oh that's how it goes
It goes
It goes
Aye aye aye
And then it's Monday
It's Sunday
It's all here funds
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
Smoker session live resin 24/7
Ya, 27 tryna reach an empty heaven
Tired every fucking second
plate, you not a bread winner
I'm not a rapper either, I just learn fast
But now I won't stop 'til I got my boys flying first class
First off, who else do
Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane
I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!
That's right man, we just
what's out there.
I don't know how it's done.
Just take me to your leader, son.
I see you've got the joy.
I've seen you live it, boy.
It's real, it's free,
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
P-p-pussy boy g-get out my way, uh
I'll run up that check before I run any fades, uh
Killing shit for fun but I ain't
alone
You do not live what you talk in yo songs
You have not been to the trap or a zone
I had the coke slappin to the white boys
When they need
are from the Lower East Side
We don't give a damn if we live or die"
And even though it was seven years before
It was something the Clash would do
Peel
Anyway...it's horrible though..no, you can't make fun of nightmares. No they're not very nice things, but
Steve had a nightmare what could actually happen if he
To them boys in blue y’all bleed like we do.
Second Amendment Rights come strap like the Military. Protect the minds by any means necessary
(B MOR 7
Sandler was
Fuckin' in the first 50 Dates
That's kind of a low blow I shouldn't
Have made fun of that car crash
That was some hard shit to live through
But
mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
what I live seven days of the week
Interesting isn't it, they was just giggling
I was the under dog rapper just winging it
Now I'm the one that they wish
back when the days felt slow
Back when he was having fun before he got old
Cause then grade 7 came and hit him with a toll
He's not sure how it happened
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
Once upon a time
There lived a boy who'd never age
He spent his time a-writing fire
Hooks upon a page
He chilled with those who chilled and
Weak-ass
1998,
We need authorization to land.
Major, major? Landing co-ordinations.
We are now ten seconds from touchdown.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Second eye too, Michael, or whatever they called you in high school
I'm used to living with a high IQ just like you!
I don't feel like I was to you
lives like students took lessons
Jail time, felt like it took seconds
I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
All these hoe niggas must be Hoe-chella
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