Lyrics:
Graduated Waiakea
Gotta set things straight
Hoʻoponopono yeah yeah
If I gotta translate
Finally made it on the remix
Made ya boy whole day
So please do not
Graduated Waiakea
Gotta set things straight
Hoʻoponopono yeah yeah
If I gotta translate
Finally made it on the remix
Made ya boy whole day
So please do not
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
it on wife like she da miss demeanor Elliott ha
the stick
My brother showed me how to remix the brick
You want a low price then this what you get
Change your life by the end of the year
Finesse a nigga im
that colorful shit
Get that work then I remix it
I got em knocking they can’t
Get enough of the shit
I don’t be pretending
Experience taught me better
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
I'm free
I said that's works for me great
She said let's meet up at this club I like
You'll get in for free
I said bet missy missy
I can't wait till we
like I’m havin Parkinson’s,
They say I need some shadow work because I know what darkness is,
No driver’s test it’s crazy how we’ll drive by and park yo
and reeling in everyone's sight
It's all in her strut
The way she shows her love
Your soul with soon be cut
By her sharp tight strut
Missy snapping,
works for me
And man it's what makes a man
Or woman what's called a legalist
And I usually like the low roads
So yo hold the limo
Yes I pass on many brand
Back to avenge his own death on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't help
a hundred bands
Make a phone call, bet they bring it in a van
Get to work and leave
I payed 'em in advance
Ain't used to have a cig, I was freelancin'
Take
Hit the gas can't pull up by a church we in a demon
Hop out palm angels I ain't made a hit but I got remix
Stop tripping about them bitches two
work
They gon dance to dis one
We gotta do it
I guarantee they'll get up out they seats
Get up out yo seats people
It's the remix
It's so hot like fire
I
I'm a bring that whole 1st diss back
Minus the shoe line and do a whole nother scheme wit it
Yeah, i'm a do a remix of the first diss track
While we
from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this Earth
Ever hear of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't
I don't get it, I get drunk
And that's not poetry within me
That's a fifth
And just because I've got a knife in my chest
That doesn't make me Elliott
(yeah,yeah)
Sit on my locks (yeah,yeah)
These hoes gone jock (yeah,yeah)
They work round the clock (yeah,yeah)
First by the flock (yeah,yeah)
Cooped up in
I'm cruising yeah I'm riding
They throw shade cause I'm shining
It's my dream I'm designing
People jealous but they hiding
I work hard I been Grindin
to gargle and work on her highs
Everything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
Hey hmm
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
German sure for the girl them na
You know who it's yea on the remix thing
I got my ghetto team
breathing in, taking it in, counting on my intuition
I don't know, I don't know how I got here
Ma said "Work hard at what you love, dear"
Now I'm on my way
locked
And we got the beats that'll rock, you're not
You better be careful not to blow your spot
And you better work hard, it's gonna take a lot
'cause
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