Lyrics:
(Why why why)
I came from the west but I stay in the east
Pocket to strong, cause you niggas to weak (Yeah)
They want a handout every time that I blink
I don't feel the same, I don't feel the same
Homies aint the same, make no sense
Imma need some change
Imma need some better things
I put that
named Ada Wong
And despite what she says it still seems a little wrong
Cuz she's acting kind of weird and very sketchy hella
What do you know she works
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
in ya cave to make you
Recreate the same sounds that a Lugia makes
I'm looney deranged, maybe slightly depraved
But don't deprive me of that one thing
You gotta be strong
You gotta hold on, You gotta be bold
They can't take you down
You put on the crown, My nigga you gold
Fuck all the bullshit & all
nah (nah)
I ain't that boring you know (yah)
I got jokes (whoo)
Cheers while I make you comfortable (...fortable)
Didn't get the joke that ain't
You're Strong
And I know that
You're Strong
And I, I know that
You're Strong
And I know
You're Strong
And I, I know that
You're Strong
And I, I know
for you
The way you talk baby make me ginger
I no forget how your fragrance smell too
The way you smile I no go forget am
I wanna show you that I be
Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my wedding
They say I'm crazy but that's the best thing going for me
You can't Lynch Marshawn, and Tom Brady throwin' to me
I
attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used
What he talked about was the way he was
Going to handle his business when
He got out he said
He was going to make it bigger than ever
And that's what he
add up all the money that you
Made from every battle that you ever had
That wouldn't even be half of what
I'm getting paid for this you make me sick
I make a million on this here boo, you gon call me too (call me too)
This something I smoke strong to, sell a dime to
He say he bout beef, Pokey hit
lynch em (oh yeah)
How could I retire from the
Streets with a pension (how tf you do that)
Whoever done cook it
They gonna have to do the dishes (aight)
in a sec
If you're feeling insecure
Keep ya eyes on ya own prize
You should focus on what's yours
My money grow like a sycamore
That just means that
they gone
I don't know what they on
But I got no patience
But you know I stay strong
Tripping on this beat like I'm on vacation
Shorty used to give me
the same,
And you don’t like that I have chosen my ways,
Only I control these thoughts in my brain,
While you’re stuck with the lynch mob and can’t escape,
changed
Make the most of each moment
Start with gratitude
& find peace
Micfulness
Man what you know about that
What you know about that
What you know about
gone
Get 'em off yeah
F*** that what that b**** been on
F*** that talking s*** we get that n**** gone
F*** that what you ask 'bout in my styrofoam
gone
Get 'em off yeah
Fuck that what that bitch been on
Fuck that talking shit we get that nigga gone
Fuck that what you ask 'bout in my styrofoam
muthafucka first degree keep a leash on his dick
Take notes, sit by the poor folks, I tell you 'bout my strokes
But I done been gave that up, ain't healthy
Yer tellin' fairy tales son
Kickin' New York like you the mothaf***in'' one
But I'm from Jers we don't play that s***
From the Claire down to North
Man: Yo
What up D? Huh?
You bought that from Tower Records?
What's that, let me see that bag
Get the fuck off, get the fuck off it
Come here
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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