Hometown hero
Ain’t nobody love me till I left tho
Goon face weirdo
If looks could kill this would be your
Deathstroke
Shit
Nobody was checking for me
Had to force free albums
To my besties
But now who wanna come
Test these testes
Good girl dick got me
Undressing these westies
All up on that left coast
High and tight
Like hairlines and best bros
Keep the metaphor going
They all faded
Well acquainted with doom
Ill fated
In the H
With Tony and Ill Faded
Landed in LA
Tell Hev and D I made it
Ain’t you sick of people
Asking what your name is
Get with Bizzy, kid
I could make you famous

Squad looking goonie as the Lap Dance video
Get your whole crew. They can roll thru
We chilling at the corner house
Everybody come thru

Whole gang bout to whip whip
On these fixies
Spouting that militant black
Like the sixties
No sweat
We can do it with it ease
No normans
We don’t do it for these
Slip said I was going to fast
Told me to freeze
They been asking me to throttle it back
Like Biz Please
But I don’t listen too much
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My foot knows two homes
Your throat or the clutch
And I ain’t easin up
Cause I ain’t seen reason enough
Y’all don’t impress me
Or deserve my best me
So why am I investing this track
I guess that’s just me

Squad looking goonie as the Lap Dance video
Get your whole crew. They can roll thru
We chilling at the corner house
Everybody come thru