
Cardim collection Chyea Check I always said when I make it, there’s no going back Where the toasters clap, and we can toast to that Them niggas hate seeing me, I’m like an open scab I’m OT in a Cabana with an open tab I’m in the cut though, not too many notice me I’m strictly baritone, I play it low key While in New York, They say I’m crazy like Robin was In Jersey, I’m what Petrovic, Drazen was Politically incorrect, Fuck being proper Because all the faces lookin' real like the Fila Pradas And it seems like they the main niggas seein' dollars Just let me get that off my chest, So I don’t need a spotter Maybe now I see why Marvin just needed to Holla And if you know me, treat a hurdle like I’m? Dolla Raisin' the bar, fuckin' with the stakes They’ll get you that type of fame that your publicist will hate So we can get the goons involved and have the triggers squirtin' But since I’m well endowed, I’ll be the bigger person Throwin' darts at a Mozart, you won’t go far Tryin' to help kill a legend, ask Solar Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Naw this ain’t somethin' to ride to It’s more like shit for you to survive to Roll a blunt do whatever you decide to Celebrate my return, I’m sorry that I deprived you Left you with tales of quick riches, thick bitches Small timers talkin' that big business is fictitious No rhymers, slow grinders, the more blinders With skills so vagina, relyin' on co-signers Now they mad at me, I keep goin' hard reppin' Cause what’s a rampage to rashad evans That mouth still haul off, we’ll shoot at the tires And you ridin' 'til the wheels fall off I spent my youth in prison I thought to get the 401K's a nigga had to do some pitchin' But now I’m growin' up, they say I’m too different They tell me I’ve changed, I say that you didn’t Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival This is mood muzik, that’s what I do Honestly this past year’s been a burden on me Unfinished product, god is still workin' on me But shout to old girl, she’s never to blame The way she shallowed had me thinkin' that I never came With me at the funeral, with me at the wake Black dress, black shades, strictly for my sake A lone man’s tutor, to him it’s all a surprise I can’t explain death when he don’t understand life So grandma passed, about a week before mother’s day Forget me, I was worried about my mother Faye Bad as it sounds, wouldn’t have it any other way She was so ill, death could have only been her escape And gotta mask how that make me feel Since the streets is only asking about a Shady deal If I knew now what tomorrow was gonna teach me And I told you in advance, you probably wouldn’t believe me Nah, this ain’t something to ride to It’s more like shit you get inspired to See I can do anything I desire to As long as the earth’s round and the sky’s blue Nigga this ain’t somethin' to ride to This is shit that you pop pills and get high to This a warrior’s anthem for survival This is mood muzik, that’s what I do
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