Lyrics:
team's in the mix facin' a three-to-six
Cuz they got the DA believin' this shit
So we handcuffed in back of the bus for some dust
Life in Harlem World
blessings
2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by their reverend
So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause
six-four times, fellas and shit
Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit
'Til I said to myself "My life is betta than this"
I want
is the essence
This life is a blessing
Bullshit smeared on windows
With no reflections
She's a beauty queen
With the devils intentions
A beauty
life, inception
This to me, a fantasy, I see it as a heaven
Or maybe me somewhere in a previous dimension
Saw the true longevity of the lives that I've
to keep it on wax but we can't
This is past any rationalization
We have captured national media attention
Conversation is senseless, you can sense
This is 1985 meets the hover board
That was Bobby Johnson potato, just the underscore
Think deep, but don't let it fry your motherboards
Dip teeth, so
Grease upon me is flowing boo-hoo wool man dey Paurtop curry, 800, and 60 lettuce, go fish, my grace for river,(river ) no by dey sense in me,( sense ) No
gettin' laid is for chips
Bitch I'm tryina' make grits
Him in with the trojan pack 'o six
Hin the gin and juice the mix
No time to pause, gots to drop
a fish fillet
You'll end up working at a takeaway
Speaking of a takeaway look who it is
It's manton wanting some fucking chips
This verse is short
Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
Ain't no question is it? Above the Law hustlers
If it's related to chips, homey we'll handle ya
Yo,
my feelings for a wish
Never believed I'd make it to say, fuck life, fish
Fucking shit happened, man, you know how that is
Now I'm on a rise like
a part of your life, like a fiddle
In the orchestra orchestrated by the Heavens
My love for you is twenty-four seven, like a Seven-Eleven
I love you more
on your soldiers, call your recruits (uh huh)
I do you dirty like Raheem did Dirty is "Juice" (Juice)
Allow myself, to introduce myself
This is Tony,
kick in that's my place
Learning from all these greats
To this life I shape
I'm just looking to say
What I got to say
Play how I got play
Yo
This is my
Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
Ain't no question is it? Above the Law hustlers
If it's related to chips, homey we'll handle ya
Yo,
TO COCK IT
LOVIN IN
BY STOLIN
LOVE IS FISH IT
FOR LIL FISH
TRIPPIE FOR JEAN GIN
HOOKA FOR BAD CHIP
BLACK LOVE
BLACK MIND
BLACK DIRTY
BLACK PANTHER
BLACK
It's like shit is coming down from the motherfuckin' heavens
It's a new motherfuckin' day
Get down or lay down
Ay yo, turn the fuck up
Ay yo, fuck
permission?
Life's more than stacking them Benjamin's
Need to prepare for ascension
Manipulate DNA with that crispr shit
RFID chips consent the end is near
was starting to see
My little brother lose himself more piece by piece
Coke turned to pills, pill turned to H
All that stuff these days is fentanyl
at the the ritz
Life is like a bag of chips
Its mostly air
Life is hardly fair
I rhyme and I swear
And people like to stare
Pretend like you care
Thin like a hair
I
the back
I'mma shark in a shack, y'all cats is feedin the fish
Now hate and feed wit clips, nigga that leave you ripped
And I'm leavin 'em dry, shit's
poked holes on a normal page
Is this a stroke of genius or some hormonal rage?
Dry paint, dry paint, may you never chip
If you do, then I will die, cuz
rattlin' dice in a shaker
Another life for Satan, turnin' your back on your maker
I'm only tryna cater to the facts and shit I'm seein'
A lotta
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