Holy Water
(专辑: All Or Nothing: Live It Up (AON L I U) - 2016)
You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the
finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the
reaper? And everything out the
crew don't matter They give a
fuck about you either Every year I
need 300 Mountain of heads that have no imperfections And think their shit smell like Hermès Your career shot off ain't have no legs Run your mouth now you beg Pardon my shoulder I
can't vouch for the
reg Catch me hundred dollar billing RIP to chilling I
gotta keep on winning Probably never gon get some sleep I'm forever spinning Revolver door when sinning, we graduated from a
torn beginning Kick hood slang to foreign women I
was brought up on a
different strip 3
of us and 1
meal we gon' split this shit Burning out wheels I
hit my lick, shit They want our backs bleeding Whether whips or MAC squeezing Turn to ghetto unbelievers, murder all our black leaders And you jeopardize your freedom for a
fresh designer season Classy restaurants when eating Ego don't get along with reason Son died this evening and his little man is teething He's in good arms, this Southside Jamaica jungle for 'em You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the
finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the
reaper? And everything out the
crew don't matter They give a
fuck about you either Angels in my sleep too sweet beg me to flee I'm thinking how can I
be ready Heavy shit on my mind this eve' My talent helps me get to it that means a
lot to me And copying's a
form on flattery This many watch and see They want your paper thin so you can kick it all day with them Get major when your names engraved Within the
book of Kings You got Judas ways jumping and your jealous They juxing justice, left hook to busters Let's celebrate the
crooks amongst us Ain't no love apparently I'm having visions Parrying my parasites I
should have five mics for this one I
climb heights with rhythm, my minds twice my victim's Recline nights I'm picking, I've nine types of bitches I'm breathtaking, give you blue face, dollars to match it Word to my OG and my crew tapes, I'ma go classic Dawg I'm everywhere like screw face, problem with plastic Destined to make it since my due date Momma's lil' bastard You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the
finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the
reaper? And everything out the
crew don't matter They give a
fuck about you either Crushing down a
gooey zip Razor under fitteds get your screwy ripped Put on my Louie shit bust a
U'ey dip Boy who you confuse me with Bow and worship ground Duck an Uzi clip You ain't gotta give me five, shoot me it Live from the
718 Jamaica's gates surround that crooked Cold Corner Nines on us to make us straight Ain't no fair here only fate Think all your want still can't prepare for homie sake Part of my grimy mistake I
shape my 16s on a
crate 2015 on a
split screen with the
cape You are listening to a
great I'm in grind mode, your minds be blindfold Tell them you help me time you lie told Divide the
guy code back off the
plate Wait, there gotta be some more to this life Than dollar signs and ice and ghetto nights a
roll of the
dice Corny niggas in my audio vice Grimy boroughs make the
shorties go trife Can't be a
have-not all of your life, uh You can have whatever you want You put your mind to it You had it hard in this world You deserve the
finer shit Are you your brother's keeper to the
reaper? And everything out the
crew don't matter They give a
fuck about you either