The Flyest (feat. AZ)
Yeah, peace king
Peace king
Listen, they wrote a book on your life
Right
You think anybody'll read it?
No fuckin doubt!
Let's make history homie
Aight then
You know we bought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table
No fuckin' doubt
It's time to manifest this
Shit, we the flyest, nigga
Bring it to a whole, y'know?
Gangsta nigga
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Follow; I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me
Homicide can't scare me
I obide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga
The type that can build with ya
Verbalize, bring life to a still picture, it's God-given
Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty
Truly my only duty is to dodge prison
Play with me, I'm modest till them strays hit me
Regardless the circumstances I'mma stay filthy
Dough forever, the live stay low forever
And fuck niggas, 'cause it's hard to keep them close together
One dependant, no wife, one co-defendant
No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
I do what I can do, when I can do it
Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feelin
Live how I live, it's only 'cause I've been through it
Learn to try it, like to eat it and, shit, it's nuttin to it
Burn it, light it, weed it and off the liquor
While drivin' outside, I'll never catch a vehicular homicide
My music is a description of my vibe, of course
My life, my sites, my thoughts, what I like on my fork
'Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can
You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands
To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home
Once you let them in they stayin', evil be gone, say it
I'm proud of Mase for giving himself to the Lord
Wonderin does Faith, think about Big anymore
Of course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin'
We ain't these little niggas no more, running dangerous
I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
Eat up so much the girls call me seafood lover
Be having they legs shakin, stab 'em, break 'em
I'm Hercules, Hercules when havin' relations, the flyest
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
We put this on the soul of our born
As we hold the Quran
Kamikaze style
Older cats coaching us on
Yo, it's kill or be killed
Understand, real'll be real
A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel
Identity sealed, protected by
Our energy shield
And fuck a drop, 'cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed
Close the books
Was taught never expose a crook
Between the knight and the bishop
Wanna knock ya rook
I'm a rare breed, never had a fair to lead
I ain't light niggas recite
Too impaired to read
We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Peace king
Listen, they wrote a book on your life
Right
You think anybody'll read it?
No fuckin doubt!
Let's make history homie
Aight then
You know we bought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table
No fuckin' doubt
It's time to manifest this
Shit, we the flyest, nigga
Bring it to a whole, y'know?
Gangsta nigga
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Follow; I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT, it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me
Homicide can't scare me
I obide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga
The type that can build with ya
Verbalize, bring life to a still picture, it's God-given
Been blessed with Allah's vision, strength and beauty
Truly my only duty is to dodge prison
Play with me, I'm modest till them strays hit me
Regardless the circumstances I'mma stay filthy
Dough forever, the live stay low forever
And fuck niggas, 'cause it's hard to keep them close together
One dependant, no wife, one co-defendant
No forms of weakness, I flow with vengeance
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
I do what I can do, when I can do it
Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feelin
Live how I live, it's only 'cause I've been through it
Learn to try it, like to eat it and, shit, it's nuttin to it
Burn it, light it, weed it and off the liquor
While drivin' outside, I'll never catch a vehicular homicide
My music is a description of my vibe, of course
My life, my sites, my thoughts, what I like on my fork
'Cause you are what you eat, you eat what you can
You pray to bless the food but first you wash your hands
To wash away them bad spirits, don't bring it in your home
Once you let them in they stayin', evil be gone, say it
I'm proud of Mase for giving himself to the Lord
Wonderin does Faith, think about Big anymore
Of course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin'
We ain't these little niggas no more, running dangerous
I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
Eat up so much the girls call me seafood lover
Be having they legs shakin, stab 'em, break 'em
I'm Hercules, Hercules when havin' relations, the flyest
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
We put this on the soul of our born
As we hold the Quran
Kamikaze style
Older cats coaching us on
Yo, it's kill or be killed
Understand, real'll be real
A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel
Identity sealed, protected by
Our energy shield
And fuck a drop, 'cause that's that shit that got Kennedy killed
Close the books
Was taught never expose a crook
Between the knight and the bishop
Wanna knock ya rook
I'm a rare breed, never had a fair to lead
I ain't light niggas recite
Too impaired to read
We both hard hit just like Camacho and Vargas, who's the target?
Now watch how we close the market, motherfuckers
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings shining, so act like y'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangsters
Credits
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Anthony S. Cruz, Leshan Lewis, Shelene Thomas
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