Lyrics:
Woah
Let's Go
Yeah yeah
1600 Block made me
I'm the original project baby
I really came up from a lot
From doing the dash and ducking them cops
Now
to breathe
If you believe, then you can achieve, just look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no
to pat my back, refuse to shake my hand
Refuse to give me props when I am not around
Refuse to act like I ain't shift the sound, like I ain't push
to pat herself under the chin, an exercise she'd
Seen on television. "God, don't even talk about that." She got up from the
Table and went to the sink
pills, but," she wrinkled her nose, "they make me feel like
throwing up." Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, an exercise she'd
seen
Yeah, ayy, ayy yeah, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Me and Hollywood Cole
No, we ain't come to play, no
I expect to be a billionaire by any day now
Generated
that engine in yo back you not gone feel this love the same
I can't even put no more gold around me unless it's an investment claimed
I kept her around
burn them down
No no no I'm not that secure
I am just, so unsure
I'll project it on you, cause I told me too
Yeah I told me too
Traitors
You're
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
now I get to know her right
Whenever she around me I'm not haunted by them poltergeists
I know that if I hold her tight, we'll stand strong like
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
Mafioso, can't help it it's in me
In a fast car in the city, hopin' to fly by you
Heard you say that before, thought it was déjà vu
Broke my heart
Workin’ on a lot of projects
I’ve been diving into mosh pits
Everything that you got with
Been working on you like crazy
Hands on me like we did lately
I know I'm making progress
I know life's not about objects
I put all I had in this project
I think Its time for me to be Honest
I know I'm making
the projects
Writing my feelings down
Thinking I was JuiceTheKidd or something
Here I go again
Sometimes I get lost in my head
Over a bitch that never loved me
and latch on a win
So the more I get it's like the more than I got them
Following days on the west
In a lifestyle kept me safer than sex
Where that respect
damn
And damn
Right were you stand
Heard some talk that shorty got a man
Trying to foil my plan
Cooking up the oil in the pan
Fed me from your hand
designed
To bring me down, I spun it around
Because I'm not defined by what they say
I will be great I'm taking it over- take it day by day
Soon I'll be
and gifts
And a wolf in sheeps clothing
'Cause some of y'all ain't knowing
Me and you go back like roaches in the projects
And, we done been through
Got got-boohoo
My white tee from boohoo
Was bought for me, by my boo-who-do what it do
I been the truth
Chuuch, uh
Dripping for no reason I'm just in
and Papa picked cotton as kids
How is it proper, me shopping at Lids?
The bid that they did won them no compensation
We own this whole nation by right, I
said he wanna drive a Bentley
I'm like not yet
I'm a fuckin' paper boy, I'm like project
Too busy with the bag
That's why I ain't drop a project
What
the Cadillac
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
And you can keep
father I was William while my mother called me Pat
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
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