Lyrics:
the key to the Wraith
I got the key to the Bentley Truck
When I leave the booth, I'm gone pick it up
Facts, when I'm in my hood
Shit I do what I wanna
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Key is what they call her
She's a Chi town baller, checking cheese from new orleans
Then she ship it down to her folks uptown in Harlem
When my
Modasuckas come I mean Michael Blackson
Better get down girl and start twerking
She say she like my thing
My black man
She say she like my thing
My black man
Some guy says it should not be worn by me
But I say
Not playing with the white keys, singing
Not playing with the white keys, singing
Only playing with
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
with my ancestors
Revolution got me fighting for Utopia
Black skin is not, synonymous with sin
But
Nigga’s dying for less
I mean, my Negus is blessed
were always there when I needed a friend
My love, and this is all I want
Always been working for a key and Benz
A little spot by the Seine, is where I'll
through
Let me take you on a journey through my mind, produced by Qux
Born in ‘89 lemme remind you that
I’m not trying to grow up, let’s bring the 90’s back
brand new dear
There's nothing you not allowed to do here
Listen to me the infinity tattoo is a key
Let go to my rhyme and open your mind
Open your mind
tennis
Crushed out tank on my neck
Protect my chest like a vest
No more coke, no more dope, just alcohol and sess
Respect my rhyme because my mind is
The girl with the black
The girl with the black
Eyes
Pupils wide
Black inside
There is a black tide
Sharp side
Far side
Art died
Heart sighed
Arms
to my fucking truck
So Imma call that the girl next door she going get it 4sho
And she nasty with it she do it on video
She like to look me in my eyes
mind, you came right on time
With your permission, I'll put my keys deep
In your ignition, 'cause girl I need
Need to go fishing, for your heart
So baby
tryna be social
Not indulging into things that only hurt my soul
I been chilling get some Stella then I sip it slow
What is we rushing for
That's the pace
you ashamed of bein black?"
(Nothin' but love for you my sister)
Might even know how hard it is (no doubt)
Bein' a woman, a black woman at that? (no
End of the day, I got you on my mind
I got you on my mind I want you by my side, girl
Wish you were my, girl
Wish you were my, girl
Wish you were my
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
in my honor cause bitch I’m bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous girl
She on E, feeling on me, singing on key
While I’m bumping We Are
where these hoes hold my dog bones
I dog whistle and they download my ring tone
And she's so hypnotized by this pimp's poem
What I got here is mine go
right around the way
Niggas got hoes but ladies in the world
They wanna play with their minds like little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my
a plan this
Black this and black that crap is gettin' touchy
Any black hat that cross my path, I call him lucky
Those who turn. they back with they
days, we can try again
I need Henny on the rock, my Queen top notch
And I keep a fly girl like Jenny from the block
Got H2 in me, Flossburg with me
I feed my hoes cross country like a greedy crack fiend. Now Come On!
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl
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