Lyrics:
can't feel my legs
I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center
As I enter I.C.U.
He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital
I said I can't move
that my city a
Tell it they know I can get ya'll today
Bottles on bottles that shit by the case
Hit from the back
Grab that bitch by the lace
And I roll
that
'Kay, I'm back, and I've made a few calls
Made a track that will break a few rules
Never mind Marvel, this could be
The most ambitious crossover
Susanna
Mimì
Essa è pur ben vestita
Rodolfo
Gli angeli vanno nudi
Mimì
La conosci? Chi è?
Marcello
Domandatelo a me
Il suo nome è Musetta... Cognome
sip
This cup got me walking with two limps
Pull up, hop out, that bitch get drool lips
Shes mesmerized by this new drip
Boo hip, she knows I'll get
killa, that's for anybody nigga
Mainline, waistside, westside nigga
Fuck peace, this for Crenshaw kings
Sockin' out niggas, tall as Yao Ming
Lowkey is
taking our Kings and queens they know that we gifted world need healing it’s going
ballistic It’s bigger than Floyd they stifled the system No politician
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant. Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level, It's not unusual,
To see photos
that whip
Niggas put they life at risk for pies that flip
In my town Ben Affleck wouldn't try that shit
And if he did he'd get turned around burnt
that whip
Niggas put they life at risk for pies that flip
In my town Ben Affleck wouldn't try that shit
And if he did he'd get turned around burnt
Rubbing your boobs, feeling nice
She's covered in blood rubbing your boobs, feeling nice
Beat boy, beat boy
Hit that perfect beat boy
Hit that
Everybody's blasting my tunes)
Cause I been feeling juiced up
(You're too funny if you think that imma quit
They've been pushing me close to tha cliff, yeah)
's nasty!)
Trying to live my best life, in Miami, feet up, reclining (Recliiinning!)
Put on that Crown of life, now I'm feeling like I'm your Highness (King
hey
Bitches know I keep that 'cane on
Me they call me old head
Walk up in the strip club buy who
I want then I go hey i live in Miami but the
Bitches
that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
Then they look at you wit
R.I.P. if you fuck with me
Or my team
There ain't no goddamn I in me
Ain't no goddamn tryin' me
That sticky, icky, sliimy
She's the queen and I'm the king
that is a Reverse
This Is called Russian roulette I’m
Just her collecting debt
Take the I G E T A B A G out the alphabet
And yeah I’m still getting
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is
run that money up
Got me
Late night howling at the moon
Calling out to you
Feeling so alone got all these people in a room
Pops king Tutt know they want
The modern day version
With better features
Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen corner
Go ahead lean on that shit Blue
You own it
Oh what a feeling
Picasso
is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe Joe, get ya tape decks ready
Cam'ron:
That's one and out, let's go, let's
fast
like Ben 10.. (That Green)
All i need in this life of sin .. (Yeah)
Racking Bank like a kingpin.. (King)
Chester Cat with the fucking grin ..
from
with rakes
Hit the gas go fast, make it past With no brakes!
Stack up that dough & green Way up to the ceilings!
Money is king! Gotta get it by Many
C.R.E.A.M
Only OG's know what that means
Wu-Tang, a style, not a gang
Ch-ch, bang, bang, bang, bang
Blowing your head off with the old school slang
Level up,
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