Lyrics:
to have some fun
Yeah, there's nothing new under the sun
Gotta take what inspires you and create something you love
Okay, so how do I become original
If
your kids out like a babysitter
I'm a grown man, but I'm young in the mindstate
Live in every borough but New York my tri state
Test me, you nothing
easy, Lord knows sometimes it's rough
'Cause everyday we struggle and never get enough
It's hard to hold it down, temptation in your face
Crooks in
why I gave you artistry
Go into the hoods with the shooters and the strippers
Forget the New World Order, New Jerusalem is with us
Tell sisters they
phone
Bobo by a brand new benz weh a teleport and him a just twentyfour
Big mansion with e pool and e tenis court them a say we selling coke
Why
Cause we
a big booty whore
A Maybach coupe and a PlayStation 4
Praise the Lord i'm playing the Temptations
Motown, Apollo Brown a D conversation
Not a nomination,
Sarah Everard
Derek Chauvin goes on trial for George Floyds death
It's the twenty ninth and stay at home orders end
But inside
We still can't mix with our
fast to her as I will too"
I hover now along your succulent breasts
That seem to be longing to be molded by the shape of my hands
Temptation deepened
know the cost just to being a boss
Back in the day I was in the halls
Rocking Polo mix that shit with Lacoste (polo)
My belt designed by Gucci (gucci)
I'm sitting here in this coffee shop. Y'know the one there by Allen street. The town is filled with thousands of middle class college kids living off
Got enough on my plate
Why try n stir up these fools
My homie just hit me up
So I know everything's cool
But my other brotha booked
He never abide by
believed to have a hidden agenda to create a New World Order, a single global government that would be controlled by the Illuminati. The group is also said
chose I
I ain't gonna lie
What I look like turnin' down chocha
Drove by, smokin' lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side
you never Ike Turner you
But look what you turn and do like
Get out of order
You're not a supporter of my dream
Rich girl fantasy schemes
A good man she
to meant to be elect
Reflect come face the order
Witness the immatical manslaughter
Now follow the master, supreme degree
The new world curve, now jet
the River Bollin, nestled and surrounded by
The soggy weaving Cheshire hills it breaks the local stereotype
This English working-class vibe, a tight nit
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
raw
to overflow
Mix Bacardi with the coke until I think of what I know
Between the lines of the notes that these people left behind
On the journey they embark
in the 5-Series, high and leery
When them blue and white cars drive near me
Avirex Gore Tex wet with fly jewelry
Israelite, original, insight
on
Collision with the new world order opposition
Competition, none, there's only one in the universe
That knows the final outcome
We got incarcerated
on
Collision with the new world order opposition
Competition, none, there's only one in the universe
That knows the final outcome
We got incarcerated
a cholo
Dem rock up the caca and mix it to coco
If Dem turn up on popo dem niggas Go loco
Cartel cartel cartel
Breaking down bricks by the bail
Flipping
cannot empathize
I went n bought me a big mac
N it’s big facts
My hands stay down to my thigh
I am original blood
Original bloods
Can’t wait to get
and grimy hide behind their fake personas
Watch these rodents follow blindly any orders from their owners
The new thing is promethazine they mix it up with
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