Lyrics:
roof
I want a bag
Ain't got no swag
Ain't coming in last
You coming out sad
Uh oh oh I'm on ten right now
Me and the bros down to win right now
I
(uh-yeah)
Diggin' in the dirt
Lookin' for gold
Gettin' through the hurt
For something to hold
In every single word
Let the story be told
Diggin' in
On the Next Episode of I’m So UT, we meet an MC hungry to show the world That!
Uh!
My punchlines, One Punch Man I win em all
Been hurting niggas
And yeah now it's my turn to get back to my mastering
I look at the clothes on they back (Back)
I see they soul in the fabric uh
I see they soul in the cash
need the money, someone get me soju
Get me sweet potato, salt fish, soul food
Don't need the money, I know I'm goin', uh
First time I ever made a bill
Yeah
Uh
Back when Gee Bake brought me in the business
We was choppin' beats with some safety scissors
Sweaty brows on these morticians
Cuz these
Uh, stayed silent yeah I did that
Half of y'all will never get that
If I really wanna take it there
Bet I make you niggas get back
Bet you niggas think
We goin' up, uh
How dare you niggas say these Brooklyn rappers is the truth (nigga, what?)
He's alright but he's not Woo (Woo)
Rah Swish that
nothin' special 'bout it
Not a thing at all
As I, get my suit tailored, and uh, hit this cohiba
Pour me another glass of Spades
Some guys, they're just not
did
I've never surfin' like this moment
난 마른 땅에서
헤엄쳐 uh
언제나 그랬 왔단 듯이
땅에 뿌리 내린
사물이 던지
아님 우연히 발 닿은 여행지
낯 가리는 널 귀찮게
하고 말을 걸지
입에 풀을 칠했던 너도 네게 다
실토하게 됐고
Aw yeah baby
Mr. B 'Til Infinity
'94 and beyond
Check it, yo, yo, uh
There ain't no stoppin' us
That is preposterous
My hypothesis is that I'll B
So many things that I had to let go
Always had a fear of dying alone
But I never met no one like you
Your uh bad little thing
You get shy when
uh
Sólo estupideces ah yeh
Ya se lo que quieren ah ah
Cuando los supere ah
Arrepentidos vuelven (Arrepentidos vuelven)
Diciendo "siempre estuve
Lookin' at my life and how it played out
Lookin' at my life
Its lookin' so nice
I'm just in time
I'm just in time yeah
I'm on uh roll speedin' through
Uh... Lay lay... We just want the Money Mane!
Knows I gravitate to that bag
So much gas in my sack
Hustle coming up in the hood
I made riches outta
Uh, Gotta be built for this shit, uhuh, check me out
I'm so New York like a dub of piff
My appetite for success you can never spoiling
If I ain't
Uh huh
Ya'll niggas so hoe, y'all niggas so faux
Y'all niggas so faux, y'all niggas so...
Y'all niggas so hoe, y'all niggas so faux
Y'all niggas
Uh
Next stop, next level- let's go
And I know that these here are trying times
But keep the faith, the writing's in the sky
Gotta push through to see
He gon eat all on the weak so we gon join in on the feast uh
At the top so nobody can come defeat us
You can get got so please do not give a reason
and kinfolks
So, blame the ways they was raised, the info (uh) that we took, now they praising Benzos
And since infant I was told to watch my own back
in my shoes
You would have felt it
Still got the juice
I'm so unhealthy
I feel like zeus
No one to help me, uh
I'm getting used by the booze
And its so
a Nissan (ay), order in when you're too tired (ay)
High five to your brother (uh), good grades I'm too proud (yeah)
Police wanna pull up? (what) License
Uh
What you gon' do 'bout this
Cry? Pout? Throw a lil' a fit
Smack you upside the head with a stocking
Filled to the brim with doorknobs, I'm knocking
night
She so freaky, she so slutty, she my sloppy mami
She get me right and I provide a couple lines
(Uh Ya go)
Hit her once then I fall back
All that
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