Lyrics:
Aryan I'd get more air time
No fair trial, fight for your damn lives
They won't even let you see it shrink like it's air dried
All my people really
to represent me (say what?)
President Barack Obama he represents me
Whose world is this?
(The world is yours, the world is yours)
It's mine, it's mine,
from on, they pop-lock it
Makin' it stretch like yawnin', five pots in
There's a lot of abomination
They came at Bill 'cause he tryna buy a station
stand up
Cause this wonderful singer's time is eaten up
And it's time to get off your behind and out of the row
Come on down -- now is your chance -- how
leave your ass inanimate
'Cos your ass dont say no truth, only speaking on canon shit
Rappers get a hundred followers think they're Yeezy or Hova
Man, now
Rap-a-lot mafia's murderous circle
We kill em done, go get your guns
None survive when I scream the die-die
It's the mister from the free time the dumb-dumb
that one day
You don't have one, bitch
When the sun's out, their guns' out
By sundown hear the gun sounds
They shoot-around like practice
But y'all know
My life, my love
Is it in vain or am I ashamed?
Of what I came from or what I might become?
Some say that love is pain
Some believe pain is love my
in the breeze, suicide
With my friend
By my side, the gun is imaginary
The knife's downstairs and I have to carry
When I pick the shit up
It’s gone,
cause
They hand him a gun
Blood splatter on my face now my face is numb
Yeah, now my face is numb
Police comin by with the tape and cameras
Lost too many
fronted and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Beat up by fucking crew
A real nigga since you figure
That you ready to box
You catch knots from my
they stoppin' my money? (Hell no)
(Come on come on come on)
Then it ain't no problem here
(Come on come on come on)
C'mon I ain't wit that man
the cross
Y'all can keep y'all weak beats, from your corny producers
There's a new king of the streets, you're gonna get used to
I was the old king
the cross
y'all can keep y'all weak beats from your corny producers
There's a new king in the streets, you're gonna get used to
I was the old king in
Don't be acting gangster if you know you not
That's how you get shot that's how you get dissed
They catch your ass lacking put you in a ditch
Ion feel
Blakkamia
When its all said and done
Politics where man from
Policy make man run
Don't let me get my gun
I say itchy citchy
Niggas get bitchy bitchy cause they heard of ah
Natural born murder-ah
I'm like Frankenstein is spanking time
Laying in
you
Die or embrace the team, offers that you can't refuse
Hanz On music, mother fucker, yeah say it with me
Now get your smartphone, hater, and take
a trend
And now its cool to be a rat and just tell on your friends
They say you got to be a sell out to make it it makes sense
That's prolly why I'll never
when I'm smoking on herbal
It's a vibe when I'm sipping on purple
Don't lie, heard your friend say it verbal
Framing jackets that I got from Virgil
Jack
again cause they lie saying they need me
I know it's a lie but my fears won't let me get away
Even if I know God has called me to reach a better place
If
If you you see thunda
From a gun this is somethin' that'll get the heat on ya
When she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba
Don't no
just havin' fun
Shawty grindin' on my lap that's not my boner its a gun
(The more violent your lyrics, the more respect you'll have in the rap community)
good (D-Block!)
It's loaded when I get out the car like (la-da-da-da-da-da)
[Chorus]
They say hate spread faster than love
So the Bentley is
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