Lyrics:
Go meet Amy at the Dixie Dog
Get a #3 and a coke float
Mack the drag, then later on
We'll head down to the cove
Back up the pickup, right up
way that's why I perform this way"
"the rap game is 24hrs but you don't shut down like vegas and new york city"
"you never been to the filmore"
"my
down for the laymen, for the niggas that ain't acing basic training/
My rations got their trays swaying/
Galleries use my verses for Page framing/
Standing with your boys on the corner
I see them look at me walking by
But they don't understand how I'm feeling
'cause boy you are
about respect?
I'll put your bitch in check, and I'll bet
You won't run up, son of a punk and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
Walking down the street
By the house we knew
Weeds command the garden where
Our roses grew
Children I don't know
Climb our apple tree
And scar
leaves leave the tree
Sometimes we get weighed
Down by the burdens
Life's about learning to set yourself free
Chorus
You can find free
Set your mind
That's good
"But oh, the world, it held me down
It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown"
No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
No one gets
lit enough
And really once you realize the mentality
Of over half of these rappers dog it's
The same as your city huh
Hurt for me to write that
Down it
quit 'em
And we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?
Back in the Bible there was a tree
Lord said to Adam "Don't
You eat that fruit", He said "fine
nowhere to crash and sleep
Living out of hotels
Abandoned by my family tree
Used to sleep on Jonesy's sofa
With O's of yola
Ups and downs, life's been
1, 2, 3, 4 fifth
I plead it
Mozart with the art
I'm a genius
Cursed from the fetus
Learn from the past
Don't repeat it
Weight
my reasons
You can ask Harrison Ford what lies beneath us
[Chorus]
I am what I am when it all comes down
You know it's a warning when you hear
I'm gon' run up
Ain't no knockoff like Gunna
When I pop off I'm gonna be rollin' 3 deep down 440
You see me, I'm grabbin' that .44 b
Too good these
W3 ENT Wanted World Wide!
Smooth like a criminal, thinking like a villain
Moving like a mobster, hustle like I'm dealing
Getting money like a boss,
Kop a brick
Bag the shit
Make some calls flip it
Hit the plug connect the play
Run the route ship it
I'm the plug wit the plug I know Big Ben
My lil
W3 ENT Wanted World Wide!
Smooth like a criminal, thinking like a villain
Moving like a mobster, hustle like I'm dealing,
Getting money like
like a comet hit the planet
Hold it down single-handed, Pacewon got the pen play
Tag my name like El Da Sensei
Ballin' like the Nets, representin' NJ!
Our story, it starts
Right at the end of the life of poor Jenny
Clocked out like Big Ben
Dear Screech, dear boy, where did he go?
He melted into
Remy bottles, Henny bottles by the box
Bullshitting, celebrating
Watched my niggas graduate from penny stocks
Life's a mystery got us like what
The fuck
slip not, I'm a rock star
I'm on this road alone
My bro's in the trap he
Got sticky fingers rolling stones
And on the other line we've got Jack, Ben
failed
Went to jail
Blames the world
cn he Died in a top bunk With a lifer under him
Tshhh fucked up
It's fucked up 3 the iron chains
Big beard
Malah kamachi
Philadelphia yeah
Got a letter from the government
Tore it to shreds come and get me
Burn a donut shop down full of FEDS
Wire tap my
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