Lyrics:
mama know how I could get down
But, know I ain't leavin' this journey, I'm on
I ain't never confessin', but I got missionaries sittin' inside my home
Forty for this AP, I did it for the culture
Twenty in my cup holder, sittin' in a Rover
Sixty for the rose gold presi'
Like my nigga Soda
Growin' up was
company
One on top and the other one up under me
But I still treat them hoes like the letter “B”
You know I be sittin back
Blowin on them zig zags
Poppin
on the team
Lie to the world
But you ain't gotta lie to me
Top off jus like her celine
Im so Thankful for me for me for me
4lifers never gon change on the team
[mr. pookie]
Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac
Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack
We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes
I
the victims that got shot by the police
Surrounded by riches, on top of loss budget, wealth
Gun violence's effecting our nation and our public, health
Still see
before I got a deal
(Before the deal)
Now this is Rob G, I don't lie to chill
(Never that)
Now let me tell the world exactly how I feel
(Let's GO) you see
Its a new chapter im all in so steady
Mac with the cheese yea the sauce game is deadly
Back on that wall yea that trauma get heavy
Never been soft
circumcised thinkin I'mma need a load
Boobie he a shooter hit the top of your medulla
From a scooter with a ruger I don't think he even need a scope
on the billboard I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big
dizzy
Niggas on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by
motherfuckers necks
Do it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em
As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin' low
Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims
Hard top
dizzy
Niggas on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by
Entire world bow down get on your knees
Entire world bow down get on your knees
Entire world bow down get on your knees
Bow down, bow down
Entire
(White, orania world)
Bust a nigga cap (Bust it)
Lookin' like a drop top (Drop top)
Connect the dots (Connect 'em)
You be like a hotspot (Pew)
Hunid racks
I'm sittin' in the shower
Hopin' that you feel the same
You comin' to the top if I ever reach the fame
Gettin' to the top, there's a long way to go
to take trips to the bank in
Telly by the border, Glock on top of the covers (uh huh)
The room next door got duffel's stacked on top of each other
Me
entrepeneurs
Who woulda thought? The car I
Always wanted get bought
Sittin on ten times twos, rollin by you
It gets bigger, I remember bein broke
So the plan now
bought
Sittin on ten times twos, rollin by you
It gets bigger, I remember bein broke
So the plan now is to get richer
Ain't gon' be no scufflin my nigga, I
bill all my niggas can keep it real
My people sittin' in cells placing
Robbery with a steel
Jumping numbers on every bail just so
They can get out
And often intricate
Have you ever visited the world called common sense, plains and blades of grass amass and stained by the blasts of macs, splat in-raps
to Funkmaster Flex and seen a grown man cry
For my candy, sittin' on nuttin' but glass
Stoppin' traffic on the freeway when I fly past
In my candy, got no
I'm not sure if you know what I mean by bits
Gyaldem come to the bits
Mandem, we're gonna come for your bits cahh (bap bap)
Come for your bits?
I'm
With a double shot of rum, just chillin' right by the water
No judges, no lawyers, in a whole 'nother world
Just a bottle and this ?? dro, blowin' with
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