Lyrics:
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
They done freed Lady Wee welcome home sis
This song was inspired by Mozzy
It's y'all versus us you don't know what you up against
We ain't them you
the kids got is us, Grind Time rap game
Read an old magazine, check out a new dress
I be havin' conversations with Cornel West
Killer Mike don't give a damn
at the store
I got a box of socks and a million mega blocks
And a polisher of rocks and a couple cuckoo clocks
And a brand new mailbox or a cd by the knox
of yourself must be paid for
In cryptographic currencies with the urgency of surgical emergencies
But also we are in a new version of old life and death
got my diploma
In the club 4 in the mornin'
I'm a fuckin' cool kid
Fo show out til it's over
Nigga sippin' purple potion, no wait
I don't do no foldin'
Hah top seed
Don't have time for birds like a penguin
Uh Crosby
I got your girl so wet, that she be sayin'
"Please mop me" ah, you can't stop me
I'm hot
bitch, I ain't trying to make a scene
He changed the target, aimed the gun right at the kid
Bitch go take your ass inside if you really trying to live
love
In all the wrong places, outside your radio stations
Hopin he with new hit single, is tryin to mingle
Today, he is in your town, puttin
Let's go
That's the new kid type vibes, like new kid in class?
Yeah
Look, I been the new kid since I stepped on
Since I came up I've been slept
all feels for nothing if I don't have a girl
I just wanna settle down, start a new life
With a couple of kids and a bangin' ass wife
It's all I want, so
bitches, and they rock Kate Spade
Please don't judge, put me up on a stand
Music everywhere like a household brand
It's that goal, where we wanna go?
Don't
a jive-ass nigga
Get the whole block poppin'
Committin'-crime-ass po po
Got the whole block locked in
Uncle Day Day 'bout to go clock in
He don't even know
"You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet"
I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please"
She said "no, you go to school to learn not for
Know you know the chorus so just put your hands up and say I'm Fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm
gives it up but yo I
Know you know the chorus so just put your hands up and say I'm Fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original
support
And it caught me by surprise 'cause I didn’t realize
A lot of parents treated raising their kids like a job
And after 18 years they just wouldn’t go
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
a half a brick a blow,
Rappin' and movin' is all you niggas know,
Swear to God He niggas true kids
Certified Douche Bags
Yea
You don't know what
the wind
I don't need any pride
A true version of perfection, hair blowing in the wind
I don't want to go to heaven if I can't get in
The world is my
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Hope ya don't, but if you gotta Click Clack
Don't Clack until ya find out where the bags at
Good luck, go get that
Some say fuck everything you know
Who
know I go
Just let my guys go
We hit em with some nyquil
Fly so ill
So ill we about to kill
Toby
You look like a phony version of stony
You obviously
(Smoke)
Waiting on hallucination, ain't a single fact I trust (No)
Dear family, my sanity go down when my cash go up
Rap too much, how the fuck get through
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