1. |
Lame
02:44
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I smoke the gas
You know a I got the pressure
Back on my bull shit
got out my depression
I hate to have to flex
But you left me know choice
Your girl texted me
Saying I keep her shit moist
I’m that Nigga everywhere
Don’t nobody gotta question
Hunnid meter dash
When I hit it she be runnin
Mr fly guy
Yeah I been know for stuntin
Cause my motto
If I like it then I want
So run it
I’m a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can’t get a meal
Can’t be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
You know marcqui
Puff the herb
Fuck your sherm
Peep I’m really just a
Pretty fucking nerd
Y’all the birds
You don’t wanna
Make me have to call up third
Yeah you heard
Cause Ocmg
make bite the curb
Word
I’m that guy babygirl
Cause nobody ever told ya
Momma was sergeant
So you know she raised a soldier
I’m a fucking beast baby
Yeah my words move boulders
I just doing what GOD
Said I’m supposed ta
I’m a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can’t get a meal
Can’t be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
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2. |
Yamagucci
02:11
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Labels don’t want smoke with me
I’m in this bitch with no weed
Can hardly believe
That niggas will do anything
Just to be great
Some of y’all really weaves
Imma go hard in the rink
Yamaguchi on the skates
Spin move to fakes
Grass cut low for the snakes
Lawnmower to a rake
Can hardly relate
I’m trying to get my people
Up the hill
Fuck all those deals
The matrix
Ain’t none of this real
So I don’t really care
What it is
I take both pills
Lost how reality feels
all my ex friends
Is hoes
Those pussy never road
I’m back on my own
This is my place I know
It’s all a go
lost souls under control
I know my music to cold
Internet troll
Fuck all your articles bro
Marcqui still standing ten toes
I’ll never fold
Breaks back then I get low
Cause my fans call up me
Like where you at
I’m up the room
Cooking beats for you ass
Funny how this shit unfolds
You Internet cool
I’m real life goals
Ooo Lala ah wee wee
Cash ruined everything around me CREAM
This was defiantly not my scene
And Im getting fat off this poutin
Ooo Lala ah wee wee
Cash ruined everything around me CREAM
This was defiantly not my scene
And Im getting fat off this poutin
Ooo Lala ah wee wee
Cash ruined everything around me CREAM
This was defiantly not my scene
And Im getting fat off this poutin
Ooo Lala ah wee wee
Cash ruined everything around me CREAM
This was defiantly not my scene
And Im getting fat off this poutin
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3. |
Pimpish Dreams
03:05
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Now you can call me
Iceberg slim
Got a bottom bitch
All about her biz
Getting cash
And she call me daddy
Cause your boy a pimp
I don’t gas
I won’t sell you cap
That’s just what it is
She had plans
Wanna be a model
So she swallowed dick
Just save her
A couple dollars
Never took a trip
Probably once
When she was younger
Yeah she was kid
But she lived
way to many lives
Didn’t remember shit
So she left
moved to California
Got herself a crib
Well the crib really
Wasn’t hers
It was really his
Just a nigga
That she loved to fuck
But the secret is
She was plotting
Had me out side
when that nigga slipped
She unlocked the door
I didn’t miss a beat
I slipped right in
See his mistake was
He loved the pussy
More than his own kids
with that
He was a easy target
Very simple lick
And while he sat back
Mesmerized
I ran off with his shit
Dummy
Got caught up by the hips
Like A pimp
I’m always, rolling I’m tokein, I’m smoking
I’m poking up all in your bitch yeah
Your shawty she love me, nigga she reallly with the shit yeah
She my slime and she be hittin all these lick more than niggas ever did you would’ve never she was so slick
You should’ve tuck it
Never give it up you dummy
Don’t you know these women be out here they just be thuggin
Chasing the bag they get it like that, showing that ass so you get trap and you ain’t never gettin back cuz her niggas straight from the trap.
She told me the time and I told my niggas ok then We just Sliding through your crib and you ain’t hear shit cuz a nigga was to deep in it
then we peel off, you looking lost and she was the cause , I told her get lost
all your shit was gone
Now you wish you would’ve listen bout these bitches
They hangin with niggas be plotting and thottin
Perfect timing on your ass yeah we be robbin and sliding.
take her back to my pad yeah she sucking and riding. While I laugh at your easy come up you dummy yeah
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4. |
Wild
02:40
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Girl I’ve been watching
For a while
I like your style
And I don’t want to play
I’m not a child
So why you in this place alone
My business boy I’m grown
Oh I like that fiesta shit
It drives wild
Cause girl I want you
Yes I’ve been plotting
You been spotted
I like you even more
You ain’t pocket watchin
If damn you bad was real
Then you got
Girl
Your a brick house
And a bad mammajamma
I want you near always
Hold me close private dancer
But if we being honest
Whose place are we headed
After we dip out the club
If not I still had to let you know what’s up
Your just my type
I’m so amazed by you
You got me going wild
Just by the way you move
My shit to hard like Medusa staring at me
I told you let’s go let’s blow
this lame Nigga factory
She said what type of girl
Do you think that I are
The type that
You meet at a bar
Well boy you trippin
I been too different
Those jokes won’t get you to far
Cause girl I want you
Yes I’ve been plotting
You been spotted
I like you even more
You ain’t pocket watchin
If damn you bad was real
Then you got
Girl
Your a brick house
And a bad mamma jamma
I want you near always
Hold me close private dancer
But if we being honest
Whose place are we headed
After we dip out the club
If not I still had to let you know what’s up
Your just my type
I’m so amazed by you
You got me going wild
Just by the way you move
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5. |
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I remember times
When niggas left on my own
Had to make some moves
Got to go the road alone
Nigga been a dog
I just had to find my bone
all the solidarity
Done turn my heart to stone
I’m a big steppa
You bitch Nigga
Nothing for free
I want 8 figures
I’m on my time
Talking big business
In vip feelin
On some big bitches
I didn’t switch up
I didn’t change
Y’all Nigga got
Some money
And pussy
Y’all went insane
up in the hostile infected
We ain’t the same
3 bunks one room
Like
Fuck it I’m in la
My job i didn’t pay
A Nigga got bills
And labels ain’t offering a deal
To a Nigga that won’t kill
Hit a lick or pop pills
And I can’t get house
In Belair or the hills
So I’m left in the dark
Singing old ass songs
Like I’m so for real
half on some feelings
Yeah let’s make a deal
Stress comes with tax
D’angleo’s baby like
(How does it feel)
Now I Cant be complacent
I can get in on my own
D’angelo’s baby
Yeah that boy sure grown yeah
(How does it feel)
Now I Cant be complacent
I can get in on my own
D’angelo’s baby
Yeah that boy sure grown yeah
(How does it feel)
Look,
I remember times
When people used to stress me out
All the lip flapping
The fuck you talking bout
Checks weren’t clearing
And the landlord Put me out
Made a quick decision
Yeah the homeless route was out
Had a hot tempa
For a cold Nigga
where’s my super suit at
Frozone chillen
Had bad bitches
Asking why you venting
Cause my life was fucked up
Being honest with ya
So I switched up
I made a change
I don’t want pussy
I’m cool with just the brain
up in the hostile infected
We ain’t the same
3 bunks one room
Like
Fuck it I’m in la
My job i didn’t pay
A Nigga got bills
And labels ain’t offering a deal
To a Nigga that won’t kill
Hit a lick or pop pills
And I can’t get house
In Belair or the hills
So I’m left in the dark
Singing old ass songs
Like I’m so for real
half on some feelings
Yeah let’s make a deal
Stress comes with tax
D’angleo’s baby like
(How does it feel)
Now I Cant be complacent
I can get in on my own
D’angelo’s baby
Yeah that boy sure grown yeah
(How does it feel)
Now I Cant be complacent
I can get in on my own
D’angelo’s baby
Yeah that boy sure grown yeah
(How does it feel)
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6. |
Pull up
02:45
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You don’t really wanna
See me when i pull up
Givin that gas like
Nigga need a fill up
Gotta stay alert
Case a Nigga try run up
Got you shitting bricks
Please get this guy a pull up
Once I peep the scene
Shit probably ain’t pretty
Rolling with the bloods
Case I have to hit the bity
Riding with crips
Blue Niggas of the shits
I’m a hustlin ass Nigga
Never had to flip a brick
Gone off the Henny
Only fuck with dark liquor
Hoes call papi
I prefer the name
Super fantastical
Fine ass nigga
Cause imma a fine ass Nigga
I ride around in a la
Making some plays
You know the young
Boy gets paid
Feelings ain’t something
I save
That’s not okay
Gave up on dying that way
Kick flip a bitch
If they steppin outta line
Time equal money
I will never waste mine
If it ain’t about bread
Don’t you ever hit my line
But if it’s paper
Know I’m pullin up for mine
Please little Nigga
Don’t make me pull up
Cause rules are rules
If it’s up it’s stuck
I’m beast baby bro
Got the lust for blood
I won’t call the dogs
like the thrill of the hunt
Get it together Nigga
I won’t be played
I might have to Travel
Back to my old ways
I don’t want to lay you out
Hand out no fades
Marcqui a demon Nigga
Got hellish ways
Gone off the Henny
Only fuck with dark liquor
Hoes call papi
I prefer the name
Super fantastical
Fine ass nigga
Cause imma a fine ass Nigga
I ride around in a la
Making some plays
You know the young
Boy gets paid
Feelings ain’t something
I save
That’s not okay
Gave up on dying that way
Kick flip a bitch
If they steppin outta line
Time equal money
I will never waste mine
If it ain’t about bread
Don’t you ever hit my line
But if it’s paper
Know I’m pullin up for mine
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7. |
Manifest
03:02
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Money money money
Get a dollar and a chick
Make that coin baby
Then get home
Climb up on my dick
I’m the one lady
And I know you
Been noticed it
Let’s paint the town
Red +blue
Sprinkle purple
In this bitch
So now you feel me huh
Glad that you got the message
Oh yeah my taste expensive
Get you a house white fences
Mr and your my misses
Still say fuck all my exes
Cause you know that I don’t miss Em
Finding you was part of my blessing
So I will take this bag
And stack it up a little bit
Put you on to game
Show you what the mission is
23 Jordan baby
Your a triple threat
Meeting you like a good investment
That I would gladly spend
This not facetious
I got love for mula
Me and her together
Hey world it’s your rula
This not facetious
I got love for mula
Me and her together
Hey world it’s your rula
Cause my money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
See my money long like Jordan
See my balling im not calling back
I know you hate to
See a niggas wallet dance
my money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
See my money long like Jordan
See my balling im not calling back
I know you hate to
See a niggas wallet dance
this verse for all my haters
Fuck y’all niggas get paper
I could put you to all new flavors
I’m a walking highlight reel
That I know you’ll feel
But sour your tastebuds
Its true let’s face it
Devoured the game
No chaser
the pursuit of joy
Not paper
Don’t blow my high
Can’t match my vapors
Cause I’m to gone
At 6 yrs old my momma said
her babyboy too grown
I like shit fancy Nigga
Slap on that Gray Poupon
No bargain baby
You’ll get clipped like a coupon
So I will take this bag
And stack it up a little bit
Put you on to game
Show you what the mission is
23 Jordan baby
Your a triple threat
Meeting you like a good investment
That I would gladly spend
This not facetious
I got love for mula
Me and her together
Hey world it’s your rula
This not facetious
I got love for mula
Me and her together
Hey world it’s your rula
Cause my money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
See my money long like Jordan
See my balling im not calling back
I know you hate to
See a niggas wallet dance
my money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
My money long like Jordan
See my money long like Jordan
See my balling im not calling back
I know you hate to
See a niggas wallet dance
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8. |
Spillz
02:03
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Said, I’m really with the smoke
Grab a rod, get a grip
Everything on GO!
Pray to god I don’t miss
The iron I keep it close
I rather die with my stic
And all these n****as broke
I ain’t ain’t buying into sh!t
I’m all business
Make it twice b4 i spend it
We playing playing do or die
Before I build another friendship
This shit is wicked
What I’m planting ain’t a pivot
Run up and then I dish it like I’m playing for the Wizards
I go, hand in hand when I’m bending the bloc
I was taught to never fold in an intricate plot
I’ll do life in the can before I lay in a box
Where I’m from you hold it down when you make it to the TOP!
Got on my focus focus
Got out my hocus focus
Broke all my family curses
Now living like im supposed to
Aint got no pot to piss in
Pockets full of lint in
I been working all day
Not to come in first place
Got on my focus focus
Got out my hocus focus
Broke all my family curses
Now living like im supposed to
Aint got no pot to piss in
Pockets full of lint in
I been working all day
Not to come in first place
Look karma gonna get you quick too
Bad bitch got you bleeding off instrumentals
The shit is convenient not coincidental
Yes before I was fiendin but you got real issue
All the time your screaming about being misused
How ain’t shit I was how no one sees you
But you been very vocal bout your new dude
Guess I was right when I didn’t trust you
Cause I born in gutter you were raised by the chimps
Had bad bitches on me you got played by the pimps
Had Gladys knights only you were saved by pips
Now you see the fame on me
I was built for this shit
Like bron in wynnwood
Got some heat in this bitch
Me and twinny twin
Got no time for the shits
Cause if he playin for the wizards
Then I’m ballin for the knicks
Sheesh
Yeah you better get a grip
Got on my focus focus
Got out my hocus focus
Broke all my family curses
Now living like im supposed to
Aint got no pot to piss in
Pockets full of lint in
I been working all day
Not to come in first place
Got on my focus focus
Got out my hocus focus
Broke all my family curses
Now living like im supposed to
Aint got no pot to piss in
Pockets full of lint in
I been working all day
Not to come in first place
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9. |
Upgrade
03:30
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Now you done had a lot of niggas
But they not like me
I done fucked a lot of bitches
But you just might be
Ahead of competition
Got me excited
Thinking of a future
Tell me what that means
Does it mean your down
Will you ride for me
times hard baby
let that spray for me
When the darkness comes
Will you get down and pray for me
I’m just out here lonely
It’s not safe for me
Straight to the facts like that
Put you the tilt no cap
I want it all
Will take it all
I’ll never fall flat back
I gotta ball
Still fuck the law
They out here huntin blacks
Now we all inner demons
There’s no doubting that
Cause either way
You choose to
Run up you
Will lose lose
Shitting on yourself
Leave you smelling like dodo
Hit you with the magic
Marcqui got the voodoo
And Don’t you try to leave
Cause
Ill upgrade you
Ill upgrade you
Let me save you
I won’t ever break you
Cause ill upgrade you
Ill upgrade you
Let me save you
I won’t ever change you
let me see your silhouette
Got your ass in awe how I keep it wet
Marcqui is immaculate
Soooooo excellent
I ain’t finished yet
Got big guapo
Out his feelings man
I said i see you breathing hard
I ain’t break sweat
They call Jimmy with stimmy
How I blast the check
I Don’t know why you gassed
you ain’t make it yet
Feeling like shaq
Arm went in the net
Cause I’m flexing on you
Marcqui hold weight
Put the pressure on you
Marcqui is the product
They not betting on you
Standing on stage
Sweat Drippin on you
Better get saved
When I’m coming for you
Haven’t ate in weeks
Got some feasting to do
Cause either way
You choose to
Run up you
Will lose lose
Shitting on yourself
Leave you smelling like dodo
Hit you with the magic
Marcqui got the voodoo
And if you trying leave
Please don’t try to leave
Cause either way
You choose to
Run up you
Will lose lose
Shitting on yourself
Leave you smelling like dodo
Hit you with the magic
Marcqui got the voodoo
And if you trying leave
Ill upgrade you
Ill upgrade you
Let me save you
I won’t ever break you
Cause ill upgrade you
Ill upgrade you
Let me save you
I won’t ever change you
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10. |
3LW
03:59
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Pack your bags and hit the doo
She don’t want to hear no more
I don’t want to talk about it
I’ll get in my feelings bro
Shit got me just feeling low
Double tap that gas and go
now I got leave you lone
Gotta build a brand new home
Travel cross the lonely road
Trying to mind my business
really tried to hold you down
gave up your position
said I didn’t care about
Your stance or opinion
Arguments and outburst
the pain I’m inflecting
Wanted a relationship
You just want some shit for show
Talking bout compromise
But this is not a give and go
Got you moving different
Thinking I fucked so and so
Pictures on the Instagram
Now them pixels dead and gone
No longer what you betting on
That’s okay
You had to go
And find your way
Nothing I can do
To make you stay
So before i go
can I just say
Push up on me
Moving slowly
I’m so lonely
You don’t want me
No more
Creepin on the Internet
I can not control the hoes
Lied to you once
And out the window the trust did go
Crying to the beat
Hopefully that would heal my soul
Lying on me
Saying shit that was never shown
Oh my god
Arguing over everything
Tripping on me
Can’t give you the wedding ring
Fuck you friends
Hating bitches was meddling
Can’t pretend that
This shit ain’t unsettling
Wanted a relationship
You just want some shit for show
Talking bout compromise
But this is not a give and go
Got you moving different
Thinking I fucked so and so
Pictures on the Instagram
Now them pixels dead and gone
No longer what you betting on
That’s okay
You had to go
And find your way
Nothing I can do
To make you stay
So before you go
can I just say
Push up on me
Moving slowly
I’m so lonely
You don’t want me
No more
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11. |
Back it up
02:59
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I got unstable minds
Body’s travel through signs
Yes I did crime
Been the doing the time
Cause now I speak the Bible
Call me Deuteronomy
Gotta take a weapon
Case the demons try to body me
Pretty muthafucka
You’d probably a see lot me
Young Nigga with drip
Yeah that’s how it’s gotta bet
Bring the ass here baby
Come and match my stride
You slip I dive
This shit no jive
Big Blvck don’t lie
Kick the verse tho
At a show
Treat that shit like
It’s rehersal bro
I’m too crazy with it
Like when shady did it
But in my bag
Trying to get the
Jay z billions
Uhh
And I’m feeling so amazing with it
New tee fresh jeans
Marcqui stay fitted
And the beat comes on
All the ladies will scream
THATS MY SONG
So why don’t you
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
Now through it back
Throw it back
Throw it back
Throw it back back back
Throw it back
Throw it back
Throw it back back back
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
Like girl I been a beast
Probably just the dog in me
Marcqui like homer
Producing the odyssey
This verse here baby
Product of a lot of tree
Don’t like drinking
Cause it bring the bullshit outta me
Pretty muthafucka
You’d probably a see lot me
Young Nigga with drip
Yeah that’s how it’s gotta bet
Bring the ass here baby
Come and match my stride
You slip I dive
This shit no jive
Big Blvck don’t lie
Kick the verse tho
At a show
Treat that shit like
It’s rehersal bro
I’m too crazy with it
Like when shady did it
But in my bag
Trying to get the
Jay z billions
Uhh
And I’m feeling so amazing with it
New tee fresh jeans
Marcqui stay fitted
And the beat comes on
All the ladies will scream
THATS MY SONG
So why don’t you
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
Now through it back
Throw it back
Throw it back
Throw it back back back
Throw it back
Throw it back
Throw it back back back
Back it up,girl back it up
Back it up,girl back it up
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12. |
Pressure (Remastered)
02:00
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Take off your pantyhose
Let those panties show
Iced out demeanor
The black manilow
I need a phantom ghost
So I can hit 144
Taxin like it’s quicken loans
Hit your for phone for the quickie though
Dippin to your address
I know you been mad stress
let me help you undress
Bra off soft breast
I like how the assets
Rest in how your ass sits
I got pressure in my gas pack
Let me pollute your lungs
Girl come have some fun
out to play my work been done
My older songs on number runs
Told y’all I’m the coldest one
Fuck being the chosen one
My words removed my boulders bruh
And yes GOD broke my shackles
So I’m hardly in a chain
Cause my lineage did 400
Never slut for diamonds
Never fucking for a range
Never sucking for a deal
Imma make either way
Could give a fuck how you feel
When I get my 15 mins
I’ll need 350385 mo
Take that and two zeros
And that’s my check fo sho
I got fetish for figures
Size 8 or more
5’6 or taller
POC’s mi amor
Imma make mom proud
Never beseeching my throne
Black corleone
Mi familia reign on
After this last one
No more insecure bitches
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13. |
Unruly
04:02
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Every morning when I wake up
I thank the lord you know I stay prayed up
Can’t figure out why you
Spending your time
Tryin to hate all on me
I gave you the blueprint
And the drip for free
You Niggas yongins
I’ll son you on me
Marcqui a bastard
No that boy a beast
You think your the best
But I’m not following
Like Twitter
My nigga
I’m way to advance
To be a keyboard killer
Banging on chest
Like joe the gorilla
You niggas ug muggin
The hate feels displaced
You can’t have my sauce
So don’t ask for a taste
I’ll sprint in your shit
But this ain’t a race
Number 2 ass Nigga
You will get erased
Cause i
Do that shit
Nigga done that shit
Any opposition nigga
Overcome that shit
Hop on any track
baby Imma run that bitch
Was living to fast
Had to make that shift
Now my money coming fast
On my slow bucks shit
I’m army brat baby
Momma holds that clip
I got no love for you
you can hold this dick
No lie
And that’s on me
They took out land
Put crack on streets
All we really wanted
Was black own things
But Instead we got the hose
And some pit bull teeth
That’s crazy
Well maybe
The rules are meant For breaking
Yeah those rules are meant for breaking
Guess it time to break the mold
I look around the world so cold
I won’t do what im told
I guess your rules are getting old
Its time to break the mold
I look around the world grown cold
And I can’t do what im told
I guess your rules meant to broke
You vs me
I can’t compete
I’m like Polo ye
Plus skateboard p
My lyrics
Rib stickers
Talib kweli
Plus a sprinkle
Of tip,Phif and Ali
Got Mac like dre
3 stacks
Biggie
I’m like nas
In his prime
Weird
Like odb
I’m smooth
Like haynes
Twist
2
Percy
So tell me little nigga
You still want heat
Like huh lol Nigga
Go figure
I’m way to advance
To be a keyboard killer
Banging on chest
Like joe the gorilla
You niggas ug muggin
The hate feels displaced
You can’t have my sauce
So don’t ask for a taste
I’ll sprint in your shit
But this ain’t a race
Number 2 ass Nigga
You will get erased
Cause i
Do that shit
Nigga done that shit
Any opposition nigga
Overcome that shit
Hop on any track
baby Imma run that bitch
Was living to fast
Had to make that shift
Now my money coming fast
On my slow bucks shit
I’m army brat baby
Momma holds that clip
I got no love for you
you can hold this dick
No lie
And that’s on me
They took out land
Put crack on streets
All we really wanted
Was black own things
But Instead we got the hose
And some pit bull teeth
That’s crazy
Well maybe
The rules are meant For breaking
Yeah those rules are meant for breaking
Guess it time to break the mold
I look around the world so cold
I won’t do what im told
I guess your rules are getting old
Its time to break the mold
I look around the world grown cold
And I can’t do what im told
I guess your rules meant to broke
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14. |
Dont worry
03:51
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Words are flowing
Out like endless rain
Into a paper cup
I got good weed
It’ll get you stuck
I’m the man babygirl
So I fuck or strut
And that fine
But tell me what it is
No time for rumors baby
talking straight to the biz
Big daddy blvck
Sitting pretty in this bitch
And this year we had
Doesn’t really makes sense
I’m not gonna front
Yeah a Nigga been low
Pockets dried up
Funds on hold
Can’t fuck with Nigga
either pussy or hoes
And word on road
Is the boy about to blow
Run and tell your friends
Make sure they all know
Smoking to much
Getting high for the low
But it’s all good baby
That’s how Shit goes
Waking up daily
Trynna get to the dough
Got damn got damn
What it do what it is
2020 crazy
really went to the shits
Not trynna dwell
On any negatives
So I gotta crack a smile
Through it
Got damn got damn
What it do what it is
2020 crazy
really went to the shits
Not trynna dwell
On any negatives
So I gotta crack a smile
Through it
By the look
In yo face
I can tell I really scared you this time
Don’t worry momma
Your baby got a plan in line
Cause once I tried
To put the city on my back
But I left that bitch
And they didn’t realize what they had
By the look
In yo face
I can tell I really scared you this time
Don’t worry momma
Your baby got a plan in line
Cause once I tried
To put the city on my back
But I left that bitch
And they didn’t realize what they had
Words are flowing out My soul
So I took a break
Had to move slow
I’m honest baby
had to let known
Can’t heal in a place
Where hurt has grown
And that fine
But tell me what it is
No time for rumors baby
talking straight to the biz
Big daddy blvck
Sitting pretty in this bitch
And this year we had
Doesn’t really makes sense
I’m not gonna front
Yeah a Nigga been low
Pockets dried up
Funds dipped slow
Can’t fuck with Nigga
either pussy or hoes
And word on road
Is the boy about to blow
Run and tell your friends
Make sure they all know
Smoking to much
Getting high for the low
It’s crazy
How everybody
From my home
Wanna get me on a song
Got damn got damn
What it do what it is
2020 wild
really went to the shits
Not trynna dwell
On any negatives
So I gotta crack a smile
Through it
Got damn got damn
What it do what it is
2020 wild
really went to the shits
Not trynna dwell
On any negatives
So I gotta crack a smile
Through it
By the look
In yo face
I can tell I really scared you this time
Don’t worry momma
Your baby got a plan in line
Cause once I tried
To put the city on my back
But I left that bitch
And they didn’t realize what they had
By the look
In yo face
I can tell I really scared you this time
Don’t worry momma
Your baby got a plan in line
Cause once I tried
To put the city on my back
But I left that bitch
And they didn’t realize what they had
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15. |
Slide
02:34
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I’m more Hartford than the whaler cap
Caught the Apple then I skated back
I heard you dissin like what’s up with that
Imma you father little Nigga
Yes I have been gone for a min
ever thing I said I would
I done did it
Hopped on plane with plan
No home ticket
And please believe me
I make shit look to easy
I’m been done real greasy
La uneasy
That’s the truth
You couldn’t be me
I got veteran boots
Bicostal with the stress
But no better than you
Just took a choice that
I know a lot won’t do
So I’ll take over the game
I’ll bring back that soul
Fuck what you know
Don’t trust those hoes
Dorthy heels 3 clicks
Then your gone
Damn I might need to go home
So ill Slide
I’m More Hartford than the goats and the wolfpack
Big fur I brought the wolf back
This my game yeah I took that
Lost touched for a min
So you know a Nigga looped back
And crazy how Nigga livin
Penthouse never in the building
Marble floors and some high ceilings
Pressure pack got me high feelin
Body grounded mind space trippin
All this just to mean business
So I mean it Nigga
Marcqui blvck undefeated Nigga
Always been cleanest Nigga
Evening when I’m beating niggas
Y’all should really come see this Nigga
Whoa
Cause I took over the game
I’ll bring back that soul
Fuck what you know
Don’t trust those hoes
Dorthy heels 3 clicks
Then your gone
Damn I might need to go home
So ill Slide
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16. |
BARK
02:53
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I’ve seen niggas cut it with the soda
I’ve seen niggas whip it out the pot
I treat my music like I’m hustling rocks
If they don’t hate you then you not on top
Naw I’m just fucking with you
Now let the bastard talk
Alabaster vase
The cleanliness
Wordplay is very sharp
I mean
Got you fucking Feenin for the genius
That I bark
Cause you know I been a heathen
Don’t come play on marcqui block
You’ll get me pissed off
Don’t make me run and grab my pis
Got me hot talking shit
Bitch who the fuck is this
Imma really have to hit this Nig
I won’t miss
So simmer down
’m on
Big dog status
Fur coat on Namath
Since I hit the switch
His bitch had to tap in
when cheeks get to clappin
Round of applause
Standing ovation
Encore encore
Fuck affirmations
I’m poor I’m poor
So I’m delegating
Me yes me
Big dawg b
I’m the star player
Captain of the team
Being with me bitch
That would be a dream
Cause you know I’m
Really doing big thangs
Because I'm a top dawg ,shot caller, big chain
I'm a big dog got a big bone big steak
Don’t get me pissed off that would be your mistake
because a nigga really doing big thing
UHH
Because I'm a top dawg ,shot caller, big chain
I’m a big dog got a big bone big steak
Don’t get me pissed off that would be your mistake
because a nigga really doing big thing
Because I'm a top dawg ,shot caller, big chain
I’m a big dog got a big bone big steak
Don’t get me pissed off that would be your mistake
because a nigga really doing big thing
Because I'm a top dawg ,shot caller, big chain
I’m a big dog got a big bone big steak
Don’t get me pissed off that would be your mistake
because a nigga really doing big thing
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