Lyrics:
forty acres to live and a Maserati
And expand from sellin' grams
In my building lobby
Know good kids that grew up to catch bodies
Inspired by Big Meech
then you know I love couture
Even more shoe collection too fly for the f-cking floor
Shelves, Louis V in shelves
Shoot the f-cking stylist we gon’ find
Hmm..
Hmm...
Hmm....
[Chorus: (x2)]
Big Ballin, BRC made nigga
Shot callin, Beelow the ballaholic never falling
In the original Navi we
As lightning strikes and thunder pounds
Over the grey skies of East London town
Prophecy K returns from the underground
Signified by the peoples
Bustin off the guns wit the silencers
Word New york new york big city of dreams
Comin from queens, where we don't get caught up in between
Wit
When you in it, boy, try not to drown (drown)
In my body, yeah
She get wetter and wetter, by every stroke you take (oh)
I can tell you ain't know I
worse.
You've been instructed by sentences in each
Verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you bleed first. My brutal rhyme is running
and tight, yeah
Time for you to slide right in
You know I like my kisses by my waistline (down low)
Put your head between my legs and give me face time
And I don't trust the major mutt ? label
Pets ? talkin' dog shit
I'll break your neck frame your nuts
And hang them up in your boss's office
See me
your feelings back
I still rap, what I'm the illest at
Fuck a twitter app, we could really scrap, nigga
I hate journalists with illseeds in they ass
nigga really from the mud
I'm tryna take him from the hood
See, I'm tryna take him from the hood
(From the hood)
I'm tryna give my niggas dots
You in my
hold the pressure so let's say he got done quick
Never fallin' off like a tight rope walker
'Cause l'm very in I will never be out of order
Sorda
A major multi-agency investigation is under way
To determine what lead to a plane entering Jamaica's airspace
And the subsequent emergency landing
winter now I'm batting in the majors
Emerged up out the dirt like worms squirming from the rain
You gotta make it out the storm to feel the sun again
I'm
Come from the under but major, cause one on one im a gangsta
I load up truth in my chamber and drop a jewel in your manger
Maybe a stranger or stranger,
RAINBOW AFTER THE STORM by VINCENT BUENO
1Verse:
I’ve been in the dark I’ve been pretty far
I’ve been driving hard - faster then Ferrari’s
There
trapped up by thinking you know it all, that's how you fall
If you ain't growing then you dying, we must evolve
Once you master the mind, then ya problems
you?
The day that I could get to know you better and then
You let me drop by your house
We sat and talked under the dimming yellow ray of lights
The sun
answer Prayer
You dey answer Prayer ah em
Answer one time oh hey eh (Erigga)
I grew up in the town where every where cast
No soup so na dry Garri na we
(Major League)
Yiggity Yamp
Right back on top of things
Blowing up without dropping names
And I'm lifted
Locked the game, but if I go down
to say
That you have a great gift but hide it away
But we’ll forgive the crime if you pen ten perfect rhymes
Mine some gems this time
The major stars are
Seventy hours a week
It amazes me the power in her feet
With no sleep she raised me
c cocktail waitress with three babies
Who will not fail in
Girl... you must think that I'm crazy,
But we all know you's a cutie,
And you're all like, "nuh uh boys dont wanna get with me."
Girl please,
I can
what u see
(what you see)
Mamba
Mentality
(where do you see yourself in the next 4 years?)
playing in major league(s)
Mama be proud of me
HOOK
I’m
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