Lyrics:
staring at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
enemies, mother fuck 'em by any means
Turning into the dude I never thought I could be
I'm 5'7" but seven footers look up to me
Look, discipline is
and round
Mary J my life I'm goin down
Its sounds like we all came up the same
Nigga I'm for real they just rappin mane
Find out when the semis come out
burden down
Under the ground, of this town
In 1796 I'm told
There's a day on which John Prince was born
He was Richard and Mary's first son
And he was
seven in Rick
(Two sevеn, milli')
All my niggas going stan with the Smith (Bah)
Left out the hood with thе piece
Take a sniff (Uh)
Me and lil' turban done
It
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J
Like every day, and was true nigga
ya'll niggaz, you +Can't Knock It+
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J.
Like
a ghetto philosopher) yeah, you know the type
Thinkin' Mary J. And Sade understood her strife
Caught me lookin', "Yo what's cookin?"
"Nothin' from around
since I was 11
The level I'm on
Is only at a seven
Smoke till my heart can't fight like it's Kevin
Mary Jane a bad bitch
She smoked out the reverend
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
given day
The adjective amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin, my pen
Set forth on a journey for the, perfect blend
Rhymin was
higher
I don't wear Jordan's but I smoke J's
Yeah I light it up like every day
I go puff puff
No need to pass
Cuz I'm all by myself
And I'm having a blast
them niggas gon' hate
Better go get the back of your ass and away
I was servin' them J's, now my shoeboxs a safe
Before you try crossin' me, better look
to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm fucking with her, I don't really need her
Aww, that's how
to the plan
Waiting for the day that they label me the man and they watchin'
[Hook: L.O. Heemz & Corey J.]
Every status on the book, every flick on the gram
to the plan
Waiting for the day that they label me the man and they watchin'
[Hook: L.O. Heemz & Corey J.]
Every status on the book, every flick on the gram
day
Play after play
Pay for the plate fuck what it weigh
They gon say what they gonna say but I can give two fucks anyway
Pour up by lonely but I sip
around him cause I kno he fed
Used to have dirty ass guns ina car see the red blue lights you kno I fled
Came a long way I'm tryna do better that's day by
The underworld watches in horror
As this marks the day that
3 of America's most notorious outlaws
Will be executed for their crimes
Together
(Just me)
(Don't you know?)
(Just me)
(Don't you know?)
By the days I'm changing, baghi nkoun better
Kan7s brassi 3la ga3 dakchi li kandir lik
I
1million 2million 3million 4
5million 6million 7million more
1billion 2billion 3billion 4
5billion 6billion 7billion more
Hey yo hey yo hey yo
I hope I hope
a step it in the streets even when corner beat seven days a the week and
Them fi know jumpy friends we nuh keep no labba labba beaks and
Nuh form a freak
God I just pray
That I'm still breathin' by the end of the day yeah
Get some dope up in my system I've been feelin' too much pain
And I know these
lift A toast to good times with my people
Sip Henn all night blow that cali grown sativa
Luv this Mary J I keep ha she such a keepah
Captain
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