Lyrics:
on blast
That's right motherfucker Lansky's on the rise
It's the Alpha Dog homie catching you all by surprise
I'm at ah point in my life where I feel I've
around with
Run the fucking town with
People that are down with
Working til they make it up the mothafuckin mountain
Everywhere I go I gotta watch my
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're
friends
Aye, In My Duffle
Work Hustle
Flexing Muscles
All y'all boys in trouble
Lean, sway, freeze, play
Drive 95 on the freeway
Steady post-up with
by the leter
chorus
G's up and hoes down
Get over here and make that ass touch the ground
As you rise up make that ass spin
Cause were sittin back
message'll mess up by the end
They'll hear that dababy's da future while I'm da fuckin' friend
Sheesh, I don't mean to look
You just hotter than bobby when he
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
the power to triumph
You're all I need in my darkest hour (ooh)
I love You and none of me
I never have to worry 'cause
It's by Your power, I know You
space)
I be way up in the clouds, you can tell it by my face
(You can tell it by my face)
On my own locomotive, so I'm in the right place
(So I'm in
Smoov-A Baby
I know so much people that I wish I never met
I know so much people who be acting like my friends
I did this s*** for me now they wanna
in peace to all those we lost
By murder of the police damn
Don't shoot me, my nigga, it's just a book
It's probably what keeps everyone's life
End up
the Rift Valley
In places untraceable by Rand McNally
Took a cobblestone trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more championship rings than John
to rise up Church, it's now
And as the blood bought saints of the living God proclaim
That it's time to send the alarm from the Church house to The White
take a detour we don't need road signs
We gon' party 'till we see the sun rise
All right all right I'ma take my time
Filling up my cup I've been spilling
down a sinkhole to a susurrus,
couldn't just be John Doe or Bingo
My address, a made-up language written out in living glyphs lifted
from demonic
pull up on you with them
Don't say nothing, Domingo gone get 'em
After you get 'em, Domingo gon' split 'em
Can't let these niggas fuck up my momentum
Didn't lose my soul I gave it up by choice
Now you all can hear the devil in my voice
So seductive i make j cole's girl moist
Now getting girls at my shows
on the rise
Muffins
Muffins baking up by the dozen
Say you love me but you doesn't
No love from my cousin
Jesus victory I must win
Up ten at the net I'm
(twenty)
Don't fuck 'em by the one, fuckin' them by the two (nah)
I got water drippin' out my jewels (water)
If it ain't Actavis, nigga, it ain't approved
they song for (who)
Built this shit from dirt what I do cool so what I'm wrong for
Niggas wanna be me murder Tyrone they can't clone John
My bitch she
an alien
I lift a lotta people up
They always let me down
How I teach you how to swim
You gon' let me drown, aye
Always kept you in my thoughts
How you
I'm excited about this one
Excited about this one
Hold on, turn that bitch up a little bit
Hopefully, y'all can barely hear
Excited about this one
You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my
Fully unaware of my fears
Pussy niggas know I ain't scare
I ain't got a fear in my body
You can tell by the people round me
Yeah
Shoutout to my niggas
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