with js on my feet, j js on my feet, j js on my feet, walking thru this world with js on my feet, j js on my feet, jjjjs on my feet, walking thru this
[Chorus] And the Nikes on my feet keep my cipher complete Nike, Nike, Nike, Nike, Nike, Nike, Nike, Nike, Nikes And the Nikes on my feet keep my cipher
shoes on my feet (chorus) And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nikes And the Nikes on my feet keep
shoes on my feet [Chorus:] And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nike nikes And the Nikes on my feet keep
no losses Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home Polishin' the MAC-1O chrome Gotta lick, we can hit, so bring your shit 'Cause once again, it's on
tried to creep an got burnt from head to feet But never sleep on the vocabulary skillz Of a nigga that?s out to make mills, uh My nigga phats bossalini
'till there's nothing left under my chest (Boaz) I rise before the sun come up and get my day started Pray to the most how I roll up my hays and spark
my face so they force it down my throat til im use to the taste Now move to your place Cuz im campin out on top fresh kicks on my feet while you sititn
stay spinnin on the civic boy im always on the move When you grindin all the time theres alot of s*** to do Thats why I got Q cus he keeps me on the
my name I know you gone love my name [Bridge] (Throw your hands up people party all night Celebrate my name in the neon lights) x2 (Throw your hands up (You gone love my
upon my lips call it blistex peddling this medical the presence of a general magazine centerfolds they all up on my genitals got the game in the palm of my
?all know what I?m about Thanks for comin? out It?s been good, it?s been great, see you later Verse Two: Rain drops fallin? on my brain Stayin? on track
be tha sweetest but tha style I flex is crazy. Never again, know struggles, see Mo Thug, we on tha rise, everyday I feel tha swisha as my method of tha
.) Money makin' is my thing A mill is what I'm tryin' to reach Good shit to my peeps is what the fuck I preach Baby Gangsta is my title Al Kapone is my
was gone The girl took shots to her head like she wear vest'es on her dome Me, I'm on the Rose with the flowers on the bottle I Take a few pulls then
