Lyrics:
snooze
So imma drop a classic, make it a few
Just to show ‘em that shit, they couldn’t do
They front for you but I see
How mad it's making them oooo
I'm
drip it's from the runway
I'm balling hard Michael Conley
These niggas they watching like Parlay
They like this nigga in college
All white, I come trim
four of us,
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed.
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball;
Apart
ball with the law?"
"Think it mighta been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley
ball with the law?"
"Think it mighta been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley
like no one needed me but now I see I'm needed
And I love you it's just you and me
Now listen baby you can tell by the sound that I don't know how
the streets crown
I feel it with gas, keep it clean as my ass
If I'm in that yellow thing i got on yellow to match
I would name my cars, but i ain't got time
ball with the law?"
"Think it mighta been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley
Drop 10 ona nigga so we call em mike Conley
Shit Striking like Tyson Fat shi in my pocket
And when i lost Marr It made me go Harder uh
FASHO
I swear that
Young nigga
Have patience
Damn
It's like I been too patient
And weirdly unacquainted
By those that they claim they celebrated
Since this shit was
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
to her crib and hit that pussy like a crack pipe
I listen to Dipset, want Cam and Jim to squash it
But how can I say that when I ain't made up with Fif
beam went wrong
Cause she can't switch off now that she's joined the gang
Arthur is a singer with a band
Arthur drinks two bottles just before he
the sky
Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly
I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes
Sometimes I wonder if I already died
That shit get deep,
And me I'm in a bucket but fuck it, that's how it is, shit
I got an ounce about to cut it into stones
Next stop: Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in
of that candy
They see me with a lotta cars but they don't understand it
They say the never seen ya boy out here gettin' his grind on
Phantom, Bentley,
the class in home ec
Yea the recipes occasionally feel more like home tech
Yea Too much vanilla thought we'd be walking drunks
Shoulda known who we made it
the same shit"
The niggas just told these girls that he do it all by himself
It's crazy, cray-cray, I did though, you know what I'm sayin'?
With a golden
because I'm so turned on by doing one that it's hard to do, it's hard to stop after one to tell you the
truth, because it just makes you wanna do more.
in this life, Milk and Honey
Niggas ought to know by now, how I'm coming
Pull a J. Cole, nice watch huh... Run it
Yeah I want paradise in this life,
and watch 'em float away, ayy (that smoke)
Watch 'em float
I can take you anywhere that you wanna go
Can you dream?
Can you tell me how's it feel
bitches in my section, yours ain't got none in it
Glock put Lambo doors on his truck, I'm like, "Damn you won, nigga" (how the hell you do that?)
Jumped
ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"
Arthur Dexter Bradley
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
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