Lyrics:
Who at the bottom of the bucket and top of the totem pole, enclosed
In another hole I can't get out of
Imma say it louder
We posses the power that we
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and fred benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "bitch!"
You
fifty cali's
Rockin' lizard Bally's while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos, just me and my dino primo
Pushin' Bimm-o's, then parlay in
for strangers but they the one in danger
From the six change, my money go and call the exchangers
Trapping and rapping nigga, that's my only major
If my
Bring major pain
He so Insane
He so Insane
Been on my bullshit
Lowkey the name
He so Insane
He so Insane
He so Insane
He so Insane
Kick in the door
wait on it
I came in and turned up the vibes They cha-cha whenever I slide
I'm out here with somebody bride We havin' the time of our life
This life, it
You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream
we've been buried in forsaken flames
In truth it is THEY who now bear guilt and shame
THEY are the evil who sent you to burn
The key holds no meaning -
got a body
We can't wait so we fuck in lobby
Tell her bitches come jump on my posse
Rubber bands make her dance I'm her hero
Need a nine in front
Plus we on the incline, the rhymes be finer than wine
Design them in the mind, they shine like diamonds
Fresh out the coal mine, young soul, old mind
give me power
to change the world, I'm coming for the man's throat
We killing Mother Earth yo it a f***in joke
Turn the TV off read book stupid
Get ya
that's rude bruh
Learn to follow yo' rules bruh
Set by every real street nigga who kept it G and paid dues bruh
Fake n***** just line 'em up
Watch in
style that makes you vibrant, I keep drivin
Until the song turns me to a hip-hop giant
Me and Marley Marl, we're goin one on one
For any sucker rapper
almost famous (Yeah)
F*ck all them haters, you're a gold gold rush girl
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
You can have the ho
Got her in my phone, no
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
maybe black, maybe Spanish
Had a little vocal, only in the choir
Says she loves Jesus, and she has good credit
Few months in said, "I'm makin' you my
the young Capone, he grew up in a drug home
Stranded on the Ave with a blunt and his gun shown
If a miracle, could save us from
The travesty, that we
on they way to do major thangs
Not juss to floss
We be the boss
Like Kingpin's
Me an BA in a rag Ferrari swingin'
Wit' the connection like
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
at the Neck Chop Bar
Right where us killers hang out at night
And in walks a man I've never seen before
He took the table by the door
And signaled for
never kill em softly
Spit it past skin deep
This an autopsy
Lighthouse
In the dark
Mobbin' with the posse
Devil working overtime
Really tryna' stop me
In
and you'll be happy
A happy smiling face is depicted while a drone delivers a product to a household
No doubt ordered online and packaged by a robot in a giant
We back to relapse
On a block called "The Trap, "
Its windows blackened with rap
To them ten strong in the hack
Dragging this song
We back to redact
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