look where we are I know your teeth are shut and proud But there are rhythms in the city make your head feel loud Uh-huh so get it out, get it out
diamonds in my ring I could get you, I could get you, get you anything Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci, I can be the co-pilot, you could
watch me Watch me, watch me, watch me Motherfucker, watch me With some Louis shoes, your Louis bag, the Louis hat Your Louis rag, see you swagged today But it
from school Lu (Dumb it down) They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down) They're tryna get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down) I don
everytime they see me they keep Sayin' that name (Chamillitary Mayne) Rewind it rewind it Forget mine mayne just keep minding your business cause you lying You blind
Imperial, righteous respects 'Cause we ain't done yet Lock it down And overthrow all the pilots And get out of town Can you see them smiling Blisters
that bitch who bother Me them hollows out the Tahoe We be poppin' like it's bottles Chop you up like a sarodo in fact I get on any shit and rip it
No batteries Catapult Jump motherfuckers No cables Curators cater to killers of innovators I'm a staple. No batteries no jumper cables Don't get cooked by the pilot
a-dize chemical poison, then watch him bring it on dag nabbit, that cat's bastard I dead opinions and swap it out for the urges of a serpent tryin to
face and shirt that reads: I didn't do it! Is it on, is it beyond basic Does it ice grill you or is every song faceless? Does it have a title? If didn
get it mixed up me too I have insomnia at times but don't be walkin' 'round here blind Nigga feelin' all around, trying to find a righteous path It's
'all) Now I said it once and I'll say it a thousand times I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind You wanna a piece of mind? Fine, we can take it
bars we can all get the 4s out and play Fear Factor Move and dip/ roug on my hip/ but the game keep talkin that musics shit, it's nothin Lettin the game
the truth of our disappearance - If even that still shows it accuses and blames me, but nothing was quite what it seemed. Sometimes things work out so strangely that it
leg. Uncle Phil Can't live without his pills He has emphysema and He's almost blind And we must find out Where the money is Get it now Before he loses
there's trouble ahead Get me back down I lost my way and I want to be grounded Get me back down I lost my way coming out of the storm Get me back down
a high they can't get to? God ?? fightin with his pride and his pitbull God I was lied as it get to Cursin' God out "why he decide to pick dude?" I big