Lyrics:
the moan
I be throwing stones while your house still getting blown
And I just hit the plug, dropped the weed of with a drone
I just passed my class, and then
Warrick Dunn gone but this falcon still working
Two Vicks sold thats a Arthur Blank purchase
I'm only fearing God so a sucker cant make me nervous
u see Tho
Bruh Bruh in Reno
Hit me with the free-throw
Swish! Damn
How I'm on fire, But still Hella wet
Drego Dregan I am my set
No time for
Reese (R.I.P)
Smokin' weed, writin' raps, in the house, me and G
They always said I'm a dog, they done let me off the leash
Niggas talkin' to the law,
for you and me
This town is our town, this town is free
So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh
You're buying up houses like Monopoly
But you're
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
of the house we built
Still workin' our way through the land of milk and honey
At the end of the day there's always more bills than money
I close my eyes
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
a wrap around porch, yeah
Behind that front door's where it all started
In this house we live in, we all give forgiveness
Try our best but we still
graces
And even still, you gon' always will my black queen mama
'Cause you never been no crack fiend mama
And even though you only son grew up to be
Still workin' our way through the land of milk and honey
At the end of the day there's always more bills than money
I close my eyes at night and I still
of the house we built
Still workin' our way through the land of milk and honey
At the end of the day there's always more bills than money
I close my eyes
let us see
We have no home anymore
While Mima showed the final war
Her circuits bled and fried, as our mother died
She's darkened by our sins
We begin
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
know bro
But I got a big brain like Mojo Jojo
My buddy still rep that Rojo
I prayed that he don't get 187 by the Po Po
Or 1053 by a Cholo ah
Man down,
to perform, not the other way around, man
Fuck riding the trends, we're making our own sound
Bust through the roof while I'm looking clean
It was '97 when I hit
Tiny house for two yeh with just me you
We'll build a tiny house for two and it will be just me and you
Tiny house for two yeh with just me you
We'll
African-American with the power
Just tapped in to the cultural gin
That be swallowing our minds whole
But yo bust it
Empty-ass rappers get me fueled
stop?)
Yeah, free all the homies that's still in the cage (free the homies)
Over-sentenced by crooked judges and racist D.A.'s
Racism in the system is
been making plenty
I been working nines, posted up by the Haitian Deli
You ain't making fetty
Put it on yo partner
I been making paper
Feeling like I'm
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