Lyrics:
some friends now I've found a crew I got loyal fans even if they're few
I'm coming right back hit em with a round two would've said that I'm dope but I
from town
Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew and my mama never was around
I learn to cuss when I was two and fight when I was three
And by
your mouth when you talkin'
Johnny how these niggas start walkin'
Right now I live by 2 rules
1 get the bag
2 never forget rule number one
I'm pulling
Step by step
I've been trynna make my way
Soft spoken
You couldn't hear a word I'd say
Overlooked
Underloved and unknown
that was me
But I won't live
commas
Yeah, can't trust no bitch, no, I can't fold
I came over, you know what for
Fuck em up, lil' bitch, feel like Lud Foe
Can't love no thot, can't love
what'chu drinkin'
My treat and when they steppin' you get swept up off yo' feet
My mission, first position, backs I twist 'em listen
Ain't no-bo-dy, like
what'chu drinkin'
My treat and when they steppin' you get swept up off yo' feet
My mission, first position, backs I twist 'em listen
Ain't no-bo-dy, like
[Fabolous]
Guess who (hey, hey)
F to the A-B (hey)
Black Buddafly Let's go
And I'm a bad boy Like Martin and Will Show
u what u been
get it twice, got to make it last
Ten toes down side by side with my crew
Shoot my shot that bitch wet Uncle Drew
I'm that guy, I'm that one, I can't
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
hood, I got big ass feet
My goons stay in the cut, like a pickaxe be
So listen up, I want you to hit a lick next week, lil nigga
You gon live in the hood
got no need for no flexin
Got no love for these thots they gas lighting and textin
HGM is the new new take a look how our crew do
Got drip so saucy I
You know its funny
Seems like everyone wanna call themselves a kings these days
See but I know real kings
Twenty- thirty years in the game, been
the beat is playing
Kemizt rapping in the back, but i aint care what he was saying
Its like im in the zone, i almost feel like im alone
Im a hound in these
fucking crew
Drunk as fuck
I don't give a fuck
Lighting up
All these fuckin blunts
What the fuck is up?
I'm too stuck
Turn me up
Had to roll up
Another
(two-tone)
If I was lame like you is, I'd hate me too (hate me too)
Plug sent a bale, then I broke that shit down (hey)
Live by the code, never wrote that
Uhh, uhh
Uhh, uhh
Oohh
Ayoo, that gas put me to sleep like a K.O.
Ash on my tee lookin' geeked I feel bueno
What's that up my sleeve trick or treat
ya livin' only fo' the mad cash by cuttin'/
Spittin' on tracks with no rhythm/
(Vocal sample) You love me//
Verse 2: Optimus
It's I, The flippa,
We were riding the waves of stardom on high
When it all came crashing down
We'd sailed round the world
By the power of tits
Like rapists of renown
thugged out Silkk the Shocker what?
Let me tell y'all somethin (what, what, what?)
Let me tell you why I'm a rich nigga
cause I don't fuck a bitch,
the next hold travel by vessel
To a place that is nestled within my mental I put on the instrumental
It's like a temple a place to channel your thought
Give
Two girls at the crib
We the Gsk boys you know what we finna do
So I'm up late late night don't even think I can sleep
I was just tryna get the bag
like we live we love
Get in our path of money
And your head get bust
Nigga I live like an old man
But I'ma young man
With bout three million dollars
gettin' by, buy bought Balenciaga
Not a game when they say you the hottest, it's all at stake, steak like carne asada
They say I'm grindin' I say I'm making
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