Lyrics:
maintaining the, uhh
You know how it goes, man
it's me and Thes One, like always, it's two of us
Keepin' it live, keepin' it fresh, I dunno man
Sometimes
a duffelbag
And when I go to pay for Gucci
I'm using the duffelbag
I'm a champion
In the summer I can relax
Sipping Henney by the pool
With two bitches
the judge was Kurupt
She was caught with Pete Rocks, and never handcuffed
Called up her Uncle Luke, whose Crew was 2 Live
That had some Peter Gunz, like
and back
Then burn something backstage where my crew is at
See there's a couple of things that I've wanted all year
To live off this mike and be sponsored by
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
business like show business when the Indiana’s great is screamin’
1 Hater 2 Hater 3 Hater… 4
By the end of the day I need 40 or more screamin’
1 Hater 2
Me see di whole world ah dance (two-two-twin)
Me see di whole world ah song (yeah)
Sta-di-woii, two-two-twin
GS9, busy clean, feel Shiloh, one
wrong, my music always too on
Killing all the hatas, you still wonder why youre crew gone
You aint got ambition guess its time for you to move on
I'm tryna
Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop
I want to give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur
Two two threes with dumb Extensions
Keep a drum, teach him a lesson
They ain't really stepping
Come inside this session, this shit Gon' get deadly
We
for breakfast
Fine all my live for breakfast
That serve that trick a lesson
We on two different levels, Flock say he just came from Belgium
My
feed me
These pussy niggas tighter than a wedgie, weegee
I live life like a sniper, they can't see me, see me
Her heart like an old diaper, I can't
uhh, ahhh
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA
One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms
that's two babies
Walk by faith
Tryna keep a level head, but you could get ya shit rocked no metal head
Ya air got aluminum and Mercury it's there
If
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Cook in the kitchen I serve the fiends
Pay what you owe it ain't nothing free
I gotta get
Bentley truck 'bout to drop, give me two
Presidential rollies for my whole crew
Me and bird see the world through a birds eye view
Man we started from
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
I watch, the ends go by
Some man try, Poor ting die
Soldiers fly, Mothers cry
Fathers lie, Ends go buy
Watch the ends go by
Woman try, Rich ting die
like Pippen I'm feeling like Mike
Combo hit honor it ain't no astonishment
Fuck an apartment we gotta get by
Won't catch me slipping ain't rolling
catch him?
I watch, the ends go by
Some man try, Poor ting die
Soldiers fly, Mothers cry
Fathers lie, Ends go buy
Watch the ends go by
Woman try,
But all they want is beneficial company
But thats all i see
Pharasies
Say shit online but dey dont live by thier on policy
Yea ohhh yea ohhh yeaaa
Bitch
fuckin broads in nail shops
Hydro? got more bags than bellhops
Two thousand benz on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slayin crews in icu
Battlin, usin
PLANES 2 SEA
Written by Jared Price, All Rights Reserved Koma Toast LLC
INTRO
Yeah Imma make it plane 2 sea
Just a lil story Bout J to the P
Yeah
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