A we a guard dem out a street Late at night when dem a sleep Me and unno, bombaclat Big up the lion dem weh roar fi a cause Defend your community at all cost Never yet run, stand your ground to the last Real outlaw, people love we, because No old woman

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the

To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!) To all my Uptown (Niggas!) To all my Bronx (Niggas!) To all my Queensbridge (Niggas!) (Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga!) That's a real nigga for ya Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick And kicks it quick, you know

I got real big plans I got real big plans, baby, for you and me So love me for who I am and for who I'm gonna be So take a chance, take a chance on me Hold up, hold up, baby C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Ain't got everything you want, but got everything you need

God, I have been doing the same thing in the same place Working the same job for 45 years. You know that Shit just flew by. What am I really even doing? God, I know we rarely talk, but every day I wake up I feel like I feel like I blew it with my family,

Sign me up, want you put me down, I just wanna rock with you, rock with you, baby Your looking for a real love, this is real love Sign me up, sign me up, sign me up, baby Girl what you want, big chips is it, nice whips, A nice boo with jeans that just

Wouldn't it be great I want to be Consequence free If no one ever got offended To say what's really on your mind I've always said That all the rules are made for bending And if I let my hair down

Tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate Big shit no shit Tear it off, but not a lot, only so much you can take I'm molasses hung in rent Read a sponsor one shot no post-show As if you blame real and stagnate Some try that hit beast and mud

Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house

Reporting live from the fucking gutter bitch I ain't talking nothin' but big money shit I ain't talking nothin' but big money bitch I ain't talking about some real money shit And she love it dog, yeah, yeah But these the times we gotta live through (I