Lyrics:
Yeah
You're welcome
Philadelphia
Philly
BX
Byron
BX
I go by the name of Reed
I got my nigga Darq with me
Darqness
It's about to be a problem
Leggo
back to the crib
F**k her once and kick her out aye
That's just how a n***a live
I walk in these Jimmy Choos
I'm getting my jimmy chewed
I don't want
You're a reed in a glass
Shoulders curved by angel breath
If you're not gonna laugh
Let my words like a mist go
I cannot pretend
You're far away
investment man I can't pretend we are not friends just cause we share connection.
I know your essence living with you for a while now Every time you come
the neighbor-hood
Can't go wrong, I feel strong and the flavor's good
I'm wit whateva comes my way, hip-hop hooray
Latifah's on vacation, I'm just plain on day to day
snappin like Kodak
My niggas even the score
You can get stretched like a Bungee chord
Come through in shit that you can't afford
Gave her the D she want
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
Leaders
Of the School
I bust a door open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't
you told
I thought I told that but to watch her mouth
I just ordered a Glock it just came in
I just reed-up in my mama van
It's something that don't
I'm rushing
Chiefing on something Ed Reed I'm running
Then receive and run it like I'm reverse running
Compress y'all paper, and reverb money
Ad-lib
One day my dad said find someone new
I had to tell my Jimmy we're through
He stood there and asked me why, but all I could do was cry
I'm sorry I
this kid, because I switched in
Flipped in, changed the position that I hits in-side
I glide, words can't describe, how I move be
Like, hittin
to come on and gobble a jimmy and... die
N9na be giving the remedy and why?
Critics are really the enemy and I
Can't stand the way they slam today's
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
talks or not
I just can't leave him like this
Listenm leave me here, I can handle it
Oh, Johnny, no
The cops are outside, Luke is in the car
would
That would be oh so good
So why am I stuck
Why am I stuck
Why am I stuck in the gateway between Heaven and Hell
Why am I stuck at the Gate, always
you in the hopes that I may reach you
My mother taught me one day that Judgment Day would come someday
Born a dark Black child with kinky hair, grown
my shoes do get out of line don't offend me
I'm drippin that Jimmy that tru you know that we got it by plenty
I feel like i'm up in world war 2 cuz
SPEcK MY MIND
[CHORUS]
They're seeing my moves
They tryna to hit my line
Yeah I'm getting plenty
Why are they creeping yeah
I'm back and I
it I I I get it I can't help if you ain't with it
I don't care if you against it
I told you I don't have no limits
They judge me just by my image
Felt in my heart don't know why
Can't even say my goodbyes
SLF till i die
SLF till i die
S-L-F till I die, S-L-F till I die
Triple eight on my mind, all
burns between his fingers
Looking around for his foe
Gun in hand
Newly formed plan
Because of no sight of the man
Every Friday night he comes here
Niggas had to go, bitches had to go
I been stuck by myself, I got a mindset and a goal
I can't take no more losses in my life, so fuck these hoes
I gotta
spending days in on an island
No more days inn
Them chances
That's why I'm working like this
So we they born they ain't wanting for shit
Still booking shows
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