Lyrics:
motivational speaker
Rap Led Zeppelin, best-dressed list
Show you how to bubble off of large investments
Ya heard me, and this journey, I'm the journalist
Line
it
My niggas always gunning
Came in here with nothing
Chris brown
Watch us run it
I been grinding grinding grinding
I can't wait to get it later
a rocket
No Chris brown but we get it popping
Yeah Yeah
Hi five
Known to tag a muhfucka
We ain't giving out pounds
On my mama that's my guy
Slimey lul nigga
Will you please take your seats
And clear the isle
Mic check
I be doing things on my own, and ain't no need for a mentor
Girls want to see me
it's wide and tall
Like Yao Ming, its gon' touch the ceiling
Like Chris Brown, Its From Wall To Wall (BloodClat!)
Pulling the strings like a mariachi man
Let me- Let me- Let me talk to ya
Let's- Let’s talk money
Let me- Let me talk to ya
Let's- Let's talk money
Let me- Let me talk to ya
Let’s- Let's
on my 25th hour dawg im loosi'n sleep
Graveyard hours tryin' scoop a freak
We hit the town like we that shit
And you could call me Chris Brown 'cause I
then I touch ya bitch
I'll touch you with this fuckin' 50 in your city, nigga, don't play with me
Hold on, bitch, I ain't bitch, made,
Yeah,yeah
You
shoot
You kill me, man there gon' be more of some riotin' and lootin'
We say black lives matter, you say all lives
But y'all ain't the ones gettin'
these big ol dreams
I Want to live to be a man
And not gunned down by the police on my own damn street
Take a look into my brown eyes
Brown eyes
Brown
green
Man, the world is mine, and it ain't clean
Life a dream when ya wake up
Shake weight, get ya weight up
Start today, can’t wait up
Put the haze up,
never took the stand, snitched on my man
And came back home Like it was nothin'
Actin' like I ain’t do somethin' wrong
Fuck it
And if I did i would look
your man, I ain't tryna stop ya
[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
(Shine) - From my head down to my shoes
(Shine) - Skiiiiirtin on twenty-two's
(Shine) -
ain’t surrounded by money.
And when you broke the kids look at you funny.
Think they told me that the party’s over
Man they told me that the party’s over
lack, you up in the blunt
Don't lack you don't with the ones
I'ma beat that bitch up she around
Beat up the box no talking Chris Brown
Hit in ya face
overdue
Y'all don't owe me a thing
I'm coming to get it like right now
All the bling
Some of yall switched sides
Cuz the views ain't the same as the first
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me, fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again
I record dope dope
a quarter of my life worth
Every day I'm making light work
So no, nigga I ain't side skirtin'
Man, I wish I could tell ya
In 50 other languages how much I
balloons on me (like theres balloons yah)
We ain't sipping sky but we gone to take it there (ya we gotta take em up)
If it ain't feeling right then we ain't
to
My school with a camera
I freestyled on his DVD for
A minute then after it hit the streets
I was known as K dot from Compton
Man Hootie probably was
the road bumpy like a bitch who just fucked Usher
Like a nigga waiting on the Marta Aint nothin for me to bust ya
Keep 300 no Sparta but they'll kill you if
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
better go head and go get them
It's young blaze and venom ain't no body fucking with em
Cause we two phsycopaths that's build with rage
Like Chris Benoit
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