Lyrics:
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Open up the door
I'll get it myself
Don't give me degeneration
Give me true communication
Don't give me sorrow
I want equal opportunity
To live
Yh
Control it baby no whine
It's fire in here when you got good timing
I know you thought it'd be all our lives
It ain't eternal so start rushing
Hot boy da chief
Muse savage
All this money coming in
I got
Pirates nigga
All this money coming in
Ima fuck her and her friend
Spend racks on shoes
that I came with
(Has anything to do with my muscles in this place)
I'm tearin' out my plugs like the matrix
(What you must learn is that these rules are
I'm gonna stress for my teens
And enjoy for my 20s
Touch lives in my 30s
Person wey you know know me
You go know say I don dey grind Since early
Lost
Play in your face all day
Get in your space all day
You make it feel so okay
You make it feel like we should get away
Sit by me baby
I wanna let you
stretch it out
Tha mudd
He play wit' mine, I gotta stretch him out
Tha mudd gotta keep milk up in my baby mouth
Tha mudd got a quota that I gotta meet
Tha
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
dating fuck it man we mating
By the way you made it hanging with the greatest
Always be the latest like we never made it
Baby boo you playing, all
BBG 705
Gang ocho Kilo Da Vinci
I had to even the odds ran off on da plug
I finessed all da bars finessed all da bars
Haters talkin' that shit
They
motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin' problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real live black ghosts
Feel me?
Some say
Music of the Muse
Music of the Muse; breathe in tune with life’s rhythms.
Use it if you choose; you’ll read the clues you find in visions.
Music
die, it's either live or die)
Baby, you Sylvester Stallone and I
Could be your Adrian
With tender lips, I got you in the ring
Just say my name again
Say
Don't take it personal, baby
Nah
Or maybe yeah
Real plugs and connections
Real plugs and connections
Real plugs and connections
Plugs
Talkin bout how you ran
The Island in eighty-nine
Layin up, playin the yard with crazy shine
I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine
Clanked him what
the heart's gaze
Live life from the place it emanates
Wild unruly blooming truly
Cosmic viewing glitter spewing
Keep dreaming
Awaken your dreams
Awake in your
plug for a melody
Of a song that Needs the best me
You’re my muse but I’ve been pondering
__chorus__
Have you ever lost yourself in the moon
clowns
I got muses for all this (Damn)
This funny 'cause they tryna
Pivot they sound, but I
Stay all-around, I'm in all
Of y'all pockets, damn
(Aye) if I
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
listening to
Baby imma play it right now
Imma play Bryson
Imma play usher
Baby whatever makes you hot
It's 7 o'clock On the dot
And we in my drop top
Through
don't speak no English, she wanna meet me
Her daddy the plug out in Argentina
She try to drain that liquid in the glass
Told the baby girl "it's not
a plan B if your trap phone startin' to get cold
If somethin' happen to your plug and your bills startin' to get old (damn)
Fourteen, just lead by
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