Louie Tha Profit의 상위 곡
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Othello Kwaidah
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Bradley Charles
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Joshua Love
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Louis Ivory Hobson
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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
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