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It's more then passion we at it we never slacking Who thought we could make rapping who thought this would never happen These lines be more then a caption I'm blacking need all the back end Prayed up we told them pay us come join us or say your prayers Quit arguing like Zendaya there ain't no Malcolm Marie We xing out all the Karen's like Malcom's apart of me We conscious no starving artist we eating while y'all competing Been tired of niggas reaching like Gary Peyton Been a up agitated we liberated we free ain't no fucking with me We got a army now be all you can be I told t dot do em raggedy Gradually raised the salary royalty like your majesty Linking we made a masterpiece my pops never got to see me pop So we gone run it and never stop kings that made it from the rock Legend made general the looks of my dad they gone talk about yo past when they future look bad I told them haters get up out my way we gone make it any kind of way Seen to many talents go to waste they would never say it to my face I told them haters get up out my way we gone make it any kind of way Seen to many talents go to waste you standing in the presence of the greats You could stop me i get to preaching Voice of the ghetto but a prophet the way I'm speaking Alot of niggas shot on ya block I see niggas bleeding I hope you know you who really gone profit off niggas beefing I'm tryna teach em Yo But they don't never hear me when I'm talking bout growth They still a kill me gotta walk wit my toast This shit is real I gotta leave before they squeeze and I just end up like most Out here sleeping when I shoulda been woke I don't brag cuz I sold drugs We stuck inside a ghetto that don't love This the type of pain that done broke thugs Way too much pride and he won't budge He shoulda took the 8 he went to trial and end up gettin the whole dub I was chasing after loot wit my shoes untied But I ain't trippin yo I'm still moving I remember it was cool they ain't shoot if it was kids outside And now the kids is the ones shooting The police know I'm holding keep patrolling they can't stop us from Moving We watching them while they was watching us do it We was desperate tryna make a way But They don't know what's going on they think I'm slipping but I'm holding on It's the situations we living in Macco did 10 came home and he facing 10 again It's time to win again I could feel it in my bones from my head to my toes in my timberlands They could never finish him You know when Legend step on I gotta switch shit up right Louie and T-Dot You know the game we be on 3 Kings going diamond Sierra Leone This is Farrock legend Farrock's finest We multiplied the kings So the world cant divide us For real... Niggas be talking laid in yo coffin Just to hide from the real You niggas be laughing, while Im rapping Just to give you the feel You niggas acting, Always chatting Avoiding the bill Well you better pay up Im off the glass like lay ups I make it look easy Cause it's hard just to set up a name Every Friday I eat steaks How i far i done came Eating ramen for the night When the stomach in pain My mom was pulling doubles It ignited the flame Now Im the man on fire This man got wiser Since my past looked dark Now its gasoline and lighter Now I'm burning shit up And then hit em with a drop Rest in peace Stack b Rest in peacing to pop Rest in my nigga coupe Always chillen on mott Red and blue the biggest gangs How we hated the cops They always played ref Tryna split up the block Then quick to draw a charge But the shit was a flop Well who flopping now The anger in my eyes Its feels good to be alive We made it past 25 Drive slow You get shot If you pass 25 And the worst time to drive Was around 2 to 5 Not bedstuy But here It was still do or die Either you rapping like biggie Or funny like shiggy Cause when the rock gets bored How the streets turn risky It was guns or the fist And nigga we got busy That's real! I told them haters get up out my way we gone make it any kind of way Seen to many talents go to waste they would never say it to my face I told them haters get up out my way we gone make it any kind of way Seen to many talents go to waste you standing in the presence of the greats
Writer(s): Louis Hobson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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