Do you see I see? Do you what I smoke? Do you smoke? Do you wanna
Yeah aiyyo When I walk into a room, niggas a slight breeze Stay a little while they feel they might freeze Never why they never liked me 'cause when I locked the door, turned into to Icees at my feet all you see is Nikes Bet you never seen a ill like these Size ten, never me in a tight squeeze At the airport, before my flight leaves Round trip to who knows where boarding, never at least a day's warning Previous plans, spoiling A dollar and a dream, the to New York, stay Torrance St. John's to Wake Forest, wait for us Straight ballers, you hearin it Nate flawless in every event Puttin up point, niggas like ya'll stay scoreless
All my niggas the projects, light one up To my bitches from the projects, one up And stay high, And me a cup of that good shit (so high), we on some shit (so high) Niggas from the projects, one up To my bitches from the projects, one up And high, high And pass me a cup of that shit (so high), we on some hood (so high)
What's me the hood? A tree wood, a dutch wit no bud A cut wit no A but don't nut, I be incomplete If me and the street wasn't in the sheets I'm a product of hard luck, the and murder game Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you of the name >From the cold streets of QB, old beef to new No peace, the song, what I see you see
Mad bitches wanna wit me Niggas roll wit me Usually in my hood, find me in yo' Grimy-ette so pretty, it's like two me's Wit no favorites, I try to love of me Thinkin of a way I can better myself Sometimes I get a head of Holdin weed wit intention, like I got it prescribed So high I must be my mind
It's like hoppin in a glass pool, full Niggas only hit the when they crash through Mash fools out like they fast appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me I sum whole careers up, scared tough niggas Bluff into thinkin that their year's up It ain't a game, took six months off, the shit off Mini-Me's are gettin punched in jaw My dunn this shit Animal Rap Me, I call it My niggas saw it comin More stunnin, brand new to toy wit Neck flooded on some Hurricane shit and forth to St. Crouix kid, same plan Playin Dreamcast till the plane lands A changed man, don't know, they never will And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, as that
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