Lyrics:
the truth, nothing less than
I'm sweet with a heart to fit
Smart as a whip
You feed me well but I'm still hard to get
I'm like a calculus problem hard to solve
of us to bust
True to Earth's crust
I must enforce my force of course
You need to cry for help because I'm fast like a quarter horse
In
but
The map's filled with prints of wrong-touch
That means it's on me, it's on us
From Bentley's and gold streams that's all plush
To the crack fiend
Don't get your chest torn
Me and P Sean's in the whip, fully equipped
Sixteen shots in the clip, playin' the strip
Six pounds of gold, that's divided by
a dream come true for me to rhyme like busta
Stars call me monster i can make their fans mourn star
Make them conclude am a killer cos you already know who
Yeah, you know?
Tana Talk 4, this shit mean a lot to me, know what I mean?
You know this shit don't feel as good as it look (Big Griselda)
I'ma
Roc jeans 'cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by jackin' my fresh
Jackin', jackin' my fresh, jackin', jackin' my fresh
Follow my
Roc jeans 'cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by jackin' my fresh
Jackin', jackin' my fresh, jackin', jackin' my fresh
Follow my
I'm Mr. Fabulous
I am the goat they cannot handle us
This shit is so tough like doing some calculus
Say goodbye to all of you activists
Everyone's
you ain't sip that dirty before
Catch me tipping on 4's, diamond drippin', prolly sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers, dipped 'em in gold with so many
I love beats by the Viking and the Alchemist
People get inside my head like John Malkovich
My life is getting complicated like calculus
I feel
Champagne by the cases
I dont know what the name is
Tonight is a celebration
Flutes overflow wasted
Fruit for decoration
These the dreams I be
a nook and is glad
See we observe what's around us to grow to step two
'Cause I evolve into a leader slow and so can you
Be a believer, 'cause people tried
and drunk dial both Twisp and Catsby
Mad when it's drastic, crass with his tactics
Plus you gotta add he's a tad sarcastic
Gabe loves Jim Lee, he's taking him
I just wanna ball never never wanna fall
You've been on my mind your the one I wanna call
So blessed while the moon watches over us
Its like
up high
Throw your hands up high
Now I don't give a fuck if you
Black, white, Asian, Hispanic, goddamn it
That don't mean shit to me
Fuck your
chest
You superman thugs
Caught Kryptonite to the flesh
See the hood got me stressed
Takin fists to the neck
Multiple arrest then I discovered KRS
Let us
sack you know I'm gon' run it up yeah
You never gon' win you're more like a runner up yeah
Nigga wanna talk that shit know you can't get like us
And we
shame, no consequences or {?}
to leave us underground, we're not inhuman {?}
Que es esto, no me importa no more, no tengo llego
So en {?} para yo, listo
Tylenol
I knock out when you knock it off
Knock on the doors of opportunity
I'm too involved, I'm no activist
I'm no Einstein before calculus
I was
Wonder, did you make this
Move with me, move with me
Bitch, move with me, move with me
Yeah, you gotta move with me, move With me
Bitch, move with
pilfered from passages of OG's, this is so me
Ask us many mention little homie, little bony
But the rhymes is fat, in fact
Just like a Rochester customer
this calculus
I keep me a Romo
You think you gone tackle us
So many racks gotta bag em
And rack em up
All of these bitches they
Plot about trapping us
Thoughts in time and out of season
The hitchhiker stood by the side of the road
And leveled his thumb
In the calm calculus of reason
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