Lyrics:
vision making history
In the city with my vision making history
I don't ever do no remedies
Keep it 100 while we rapping up these melodies
Keep it 100
five hundred thow isn't enough
I'ma nigga don't like other niggas that try to keep on a plantation
With the Caucasian
Beware its the nigga invasion
at the first degree
I'm gettin' this money, so easily
No cap, it really ain't a thing to me
His girl really love me, I told him keep her
Hoppin' out a two seater
the winter time
Lord help me keep my body right
Collapsed in my cage in the moonlight
It's only true if you believe it in the dead of night
With no one left
lotta daye na Ghana de entreati me well
But that's just by the way you know we used to joke about it
Na wohye me two K everytime and boast about it
People
Drinkin' on some Henny VSOP, it be in me, bitch
Smokin' on some weed, a hundred percent, it be fire, bitch (SkyDiddy)
What you tryin' to do, I done
granted the blessings we are given
One hundred thousand heartbeats in a day
Little reminders to give You praise
Twenty thousand breaths keep us alive
is here
We know what you be likin'
That's why we keep it gangsta
Weed smokin' while we drivin'
That's how we chase that paper
We posted, servin',
on a station that pays,
if you want the hits, the whole hits,
and nothing but the hits... on your FM dial, keep it right here,
baby.
Modern Talking! 'Cheri
job, mo' money mo' prob in this dirty game
This industry fucked up
That's right I said it, and it's fake as ever
Keep real niggaz around me, stay
their ass cheeks yellin Geronimo
It ain't a problem at all when K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees rhymes or boulevards
Are charged, by my entourage,
Niggas been gettin shot on my block
But we got to make a change and the thang is this
I keep my heater by my seater just in case y'all twist
I’m Joe Biden and I approve this message
Ya
What’s up, what’s up
Imma keep one hundred
If y’all elect Trump again imma go London
Paid it upfront I
copped it for the summer
Move a hundred bricks, buy a crib for your mama
One too many enemies, they all for the drama
Count your money by the millions,
to the third degree
I keep it G, damn G you owe us three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should
on the dash in new M8 & its a droptop
Keep the Glock in the stash 100 bands in the safe call that the hotbox
We was trynna fall back but they still say we made
sweat
Put out the fire
Sit by the fire
Third degree burns
I lie like I smile
And say it don't hurt
Put out the fire
It was me Manny Tiro
We was
again
Why do she still love me, I fucked all her friends
In a few years I'ma get her a Benz
I swear we gone ride this shit out til the end
100
Keep it 100
basic
Might look out for my family
No undercover agent
I want to save lives
Maybe I'll fight crime
I keep this shit 100
No 99.9
I aspire to be
Anything
Yuh, knahmtalkinbout
We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin'
This song here is dedicated to all them boys that put it down befo' us
gon' have your way that's how it go
Just keep on movin' it slow never knew that I would make it far when
I would sleep on the floor designer my shoes
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
degree
Sub zero with the rarity
I see you hating keep that energy
Just know that hating is embarassing
Imma cop a Jesus Piece and let it freeze
God made
All about our hog, hustle
Stackin' up the paper mane
Get the fuckin' cheese by any means
No we do not play
Wallet lookin' empty
While you lookin like
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