Lyrics:
When we all sing along
Not watching the tube
By the tropicana light
Not setting bad examples
We're just doing it right
From the bottom to the top
Cream cream cream cream
Cream cream cream cream (woah)
Cream cream cream cream
I do this shit for my cro
They tryna throw him in a cage (woah)
I
[Chorus]
All this steam, I could feel it blazing.
Plotting since I was a teen for this occasion.
Anyone - on anything - even in the cages.
Boutta cop
You better recognize a gangster right here in your face
And I got way worse so when I jumped up out the cage
I'm fiending for a victim so you better
Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle
Jungle's in a cage
Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands
Trouble in the homelands makes front page
Zu-zu-lu
Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle
Jungle's in a cage
Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands
Trouble in the homelands makes front page
Zu-zu-lu
a billy
From an old French horn
And I kicked that mule
To the top of the tree
And I blew me a hole
'Bout the size of a kick drum
And I cut me a switch
his soul
Ring the bell
No one's home
He's evil now
Get comfortable!
Not your bud
Not your pal
A spawn of hate that made it out
Of his cage by word
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
But good could be better I
reach the mountain top
And now it's time for you to leave the stage
Jump in your cage
You're mad because you didn't get as high
And now it's time
and I'm headed straight to it
Shippin' money by the mail, I just came back with the bales
Now I'm dancin' in the truck, that's how I feel
I'm in
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
I've been living my life in a cage
Freedom spits in my face
It was such a disgrace
And I was lonely
And feeling empty
Desperate
I had my head
cage,
I'm ridin' high
And there is no one better step
4 stroke
4 the girl in the cage, there's still hope
And as U peep the scheme of things
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
is my gear
It's my only possession
And music's my passion
I'm moving to the top. Step by step
The wheel keeps on turning for me
And if you want to stab
Salute you I won't stop
Look, and ima start this first verse
Off by saying RIP dave
Ima keep my dirty ways till they
Let DDawg out the cage
Nawf side 38
for
All these diamonds payed for
Now you betta look out I might just make it rain
We now at the top I used to be in a cage
We in outer space
Flying far
off the top of my head
Come off the top of my
Come off the top of my head
Come off the top of my
Takin by moment yeah all in
Embracing all this focus
under pressure
Counter offense, counter defense
For these ops, keep counter measures
By my side
21 savage, leave this knife
Between y'all eyes
Most niggas
to the front
Now I'm in an out of traffic top back in the trunk
What I packed n this blunts like gas at the pump
I don't passing my Blunt
Cause I came by
I'm about to fly to LA
My team we don't play
We know to stick, by the way
Ugh, trust me I been to the A
Ugh, that's what they do in the A
I see that
[Hook]
My mistakes are made by me
Your mistakes are made by you
What ever you do you gotta make it through
What ever you say you gotta mean it too
in them cages
Don't you get in my way cuz you ready know how my aim is
Turn all my street niggas to some king's Lebron James'n (Aye aye)
Woke up and I
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