Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah I make legendary shit niggas You feel me? It's point two It's Los nigga. Check me
Nigga I'm so fly, I don't need no fly help They never broke my spirits, I coped, I dealt Never moped, I prayed, I hoped, I'd melt God Bless my family, my flow, my wealth I'm sharper than a Muslim no bowtie, no lie Only way I fold is if I told myself, don't try So no matter how low I felt It was Los fly, Los I devoted myself It was Los fly Los, I promoted myself Those guys don't fly, go by with both fives So why I'm focused on my growth, my health How, dare you niggas I, dare you niggas I, pair you niggas up and tear two niggas up So many reasons that I'm better for But I guess that's better said with a metaphor I'm just a ghetto boy, groovin' in a hard place You ain't got beef from Houston, to get a scarred face Dangerous flow, every bar like a car chase Most y'all niggas all mouth like a dog face I'm what you call great, guess why lames is mad Cause they ain't shit, and I'm it, like a game of tag Blame the swag and my super slick touch Got bitches splittin' my pole like they supersti-tious My Louis kicks tough, my jewelry fixed up And I'm twenty inches tall, he's on a Coupe fit, plus The roof lift up, then the top go back And your girl go down, what you know 'bout that? Los back, who you hatin' now stupid? Go and take a bow while I take a bowel movement The block boys in the building tonight Top feelin', guap peelin', drop ceilin' tonight Not to brag but my swag on a billion a night And what's ill is I might sell a mill off hype Mama want me catch up, whenever she toss it Cause she be on E, like celebrity gossip I'm so on top but I could never be off it Becoming the best if ever he lost it And he is, whoever he be but Close one eyelid nigga that'll be me Watch me, this is better tv Beside your girlfriend, say she rather see me But see me, I don't see no bitch Cause I don't see no sleep for the C notes bitch Real talk, you'll never see Los switch This is G code shit, even C's know this I ain't right, I wasn't on the right side of my thought But I love you with the whole right side of my heart You wasn't right, he wasn't on the right side of my art You showed me how to go mean papi, get the thing split it up Get it ready for the morning, hit the table fix it up This is how you be the one, grind til you see the sun This is how you spit it how you blend it on a three to one Take it to the nigga get the figures bring the money back Show me how to count the money by the way the money wrapped That's why I spend money racks, lot of these niggas soft And if a nigga wanna kick it off, I'ma run it back I just never rapped about the shit cause I ain't wanna trap You my brother, I could get fussed out But you ain't get me on so I could get us out We use to take trips to LA, Prada and Fee But when you left, I was left without a dollar to eat So I devoured the beat, and I'm the man in it now Fuck these pussy mother fuckers I ain't standing around I work hard as a bitch to be the man in my town How I'ma go to a nigga show and stand in the crowd? I belong on the stage, music belong in my life This my joy to my pain, it's like the wrong to my right Like the longer I write, the more i hunger to fight The sun shine in the morning, we gon be stronger tonight, right The block boys in the building tonight It's G5.2, get something real in your life, niggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
