Yeah, Yeah, ey, ey
I think I have it And it keeps pullin' me in a magnet I'm goin' with this kinda me right back on the block
Yeah, it's like to an addict It ain't too hard for me to it Goin' with kinda music Puts me right back on the
Man, I think dig it to to the life That I had so I it runnin' the street the h*** more, three deep in the SUV The bigger you blow, the you see
The more you hear, the real lost his life right there It's hard to believe the flipper's the he's not here So he came over that ain't his That jeopardize the well being of him and his
That's how it is, Cig's in the crib Dope that told pigs, live with ribs Or and got a dirt with the worms With the result of the codes, funeral homes
Know the names 'cause we in the morn' I'm gone, just cruisin' back to in the So f**** rap, we comin' at to you with a you hear that pointed at you and your gone
I I gotta' have it And it keeps pullin' me in a magnet I'm goin' this kinda music me right back on the block
Yeah, like c**** to an addict It too hard for me to grab it Goin' with kinda music Puts me back on the block
I got my pocket's right, my rocks are The is blue and the watch is white, right That's why watchin' me as far as I can see It's all mockery and I'm tryna' be all me
Now that my foot's in the door, no stoppin' me It's pure poetry, I got a lil' in me Not internationally, jockin' me 'Cause my money green and blue like
They all left a name all the globe Get still South side, I was up by the curb And I was told, everything gold It's to the glitter, they had to drain the with the liquor
The world don't turn, unless the move The bird get the worm and the dummies lose, true We hear the strugglin' in the grind when I I breathe and I New York, ey
I I gotta' have it And it pullin' me in like a magnet I'm goin' with this music Puts me back on the block
Yeah, it's like to an addict It ain't too hard for me to it Goin' this kinda music me right back on the block