Lyrics:
to let the world know
That bebop and skattin' was an old school flow
Callaway was a dope MC, you didn't know?
Now that the years gone by some will try
They don't want to miss their favorite show
So hypnotized by the lies cut you down to size
You got something to say all yo can do is try
clique's lookin lavish in upscale casino style
Flexin muscles like a Gotti trial
Yellow case get shook by the court with the judge
You should know a pimp,
Inevitable
Stones on neck
Not on my wrist
Mil in my bag
Mil on yo bitch
N64
Banjo kazooie
Back when the gun on my shoe was still gooey
Shit was so
Put bread on yo head get whacked like it is a bounty
I know I am It how he tryn clown me
It’s time to admit you love how I’m sounding
I was raised by
I can't tell you what it feels like
I see the journey and the goal it seems to be in sight
I see the patience that we once had, it don't feel right
I can't help ima ghetto child
Its all good
Now I see
I hear now
Reach 8 feet
You know
ain't gotta smell that piss in the project halls
I gotta
BlackDave and they know I'm that nigga
I was just in the jungle with them lions and motherfucken gorillas
Let me show you how Im living
Gas by the ounce lil
Pe-pe-peppermint
世界を虜にしていく
Peppermint, peppermint, peppermint yum
Uh 거침 없이 dancing every time (yeah)
Never stop (no), eight by nine 커진 pride, you and I (yo)
I
never touch the Motherland
Uh, because my skin's a different color to them other man
But still they're calling me the colored man
So you can find me in
They gave me a A, cause I ain't average
And I keep a K, cause I'm not lacking
You ain't got no spine, don't got no backing
And I got the time, so
a pimple
Yo', my job is done l'm outer here because Ya lifted
Smoked out lyrics by a brother who's gifted
Yo
I gotta story, about money, women, and power
and who truly has it
Her name, seems to slip my mind
but her face is stuck in my brain
Can
ain't
Never served you before
So unwrap the gift when Ye bring
The present to your door
Put thе pedal to the floor
Then rеsurrect your passion"
Written
Top shotta fuck, them something pussy
Ha ha, big Sharc
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Big Sharc
Bottega Veneta, vendetta
I get her inside
kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy
Married to Marijuana with that drama you can miss me
Fifty-fifty I'm a playa, slash money maker by nature
I get that
don't even know me, yeah
The air is getting cooler
Low lights they don't suit ya
Bring our bodies closer, we can burn the future
Devil by the ocean,
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