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Timothy Jabari Mackey
Timothy Jabari Mackey
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All of this pain that's inside you Just let it guide you Don't let me find you Yeah, yeah Get in and get what I must I do this shit for my blood Only a few do I trust 100k straight from the mud Burnin' that gas leave a stench The city been showin' me love You niggas came right off the bench You know I don't fuck with the subs I put you back in your place, uh Crib came equipped with a safe, uh 2k on my feet when I lace up Mixing the art wit' the Maison My bitch came right off the runway See all the covers we gracin' I swear that your girl she gon' chase us She fuck around look at the pay stubs Knew I was destined for greatness I made my way from the basement Remember they used to degrade us Come thru I drip in the latest I made my way out the basement My niggas all sayin I made Look what the money done made us We give fuck if they hate us Knew I was destined for greatness I made my way from the basement Remember they used to degrade us Come thru I drip in the latest I made my way out the basement My niggas all sayin I made Look what the money done made us We give fuck if they hate us Look, Imma get it by the wave Always on a paper chase No new faces, just blue faces Just piling all up in my safe, aye Imma get it by the wave Imma fuckin' elevate, aye No new faces, just blue faces Just piling all up in my safe, aye Imma get it by the bands Anybody want the Xans, aye I'm flipping shit, flipping scripts Like the shit ain't even in the plans, aye I do this shit for my fam From the boy to the man From a gram to a Lam, aye She hit the splits when she dance, aye Imma 'bout to throw a hunnid 1's up, yeah And then I'm gettin' fucked up If you wanna brand new Mercedes Then throw it back like the 80's I'm spilling that Wok on my AP Imma get it by the wave All of this pain that's inside you Just let it guide you Don't let me find you Yeah, yeah Fuck are you on Ain't fuckin' wit the committee I put the team on my back I need the keys to the city Call up some hoes to come thru Cuz I ain't been home in a minute You know we always on 10 All off of my niggas stay wit' it Fuck them hoes give em high hopes Balance scales like a tight rope Long range hit 'em side scope Flood the Prezzy I'm a psycho Spend this money like it ain't nun Wanna be me I can't blame 'em New views wit' the same ones Still remember where I came Knew I was destined for greatness I made my way from the basement Remember they used to degrade us Come thru I drip in the latest I made my way out the basement My niggas all sayin I made Look what the money done made us We give fuck if they hate us Knew I was destined for greatness I made my way from the basement Remember they used to degrade us Come thru I drip in the latest I made my way out the basement My niggas all sayin I made Look what the money done made us We give fuck if they hate us
Writer(s): Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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