Rise - Wale, Pill, Teedra Moses

Rise - Wale, Pill, Teedra Moses

Год
2011
Язык
`English`
Длительность
325800

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Lyrics " Rise "

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Rise

Wale, Pill, Teedra Moses

CyHi, okay

Yeah, hah

My music make the crowd move, hah

I’m in the car rolling cow food, yeah

But I still keep a strap wit me

I ain’t never been a slipper, that’s a house shoe, hah

Got my education without school

Quiet as a mouse move but I keep a loud tool

Play games, you’ll be shitting in a pouch fool

Got stock like DOW do

New hardtop, off the car lot

Hit the gas, tires smoke like cigar shops

Make ya jaw drop, bought it off the narc cops

Tax on the work, we got them H&R Blocks

Alumni, yeah I’m from the school of hard knocks

Looking out for the 12, Roger Staubach

No cafe but we had them hard rocks

For the bread, they’ll throw you off of dark docks

So before ya heart stop, or the narcs knock

I gotta give it to you straight like a bar shot

Cause the streets don’t play fair, huh

Niggas mad cause you got more rides than the state fair

Terrified, I can’t lie, boy I stay scared

So I keep a lotta toys like a daycare, huh

Hold the shotty like a bass player

I ain’t a killer, I’m just tryna stay safe player

It was my only wish to rise

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

It’s a mystery, break out ya magnifying glasses

With ya hat and fine jackets, Macs & iron ratchets

Asinine bastards big as packs of line backers

Pussy fat with fine asses in the back with lines asking

Who that on that new track wit that rap reclined backwards?

I knew that it was you but matter fact, don’t mind asking

Cooling on em, moving on em, my shooters on em

Show this flow off like a trophy and a new diploma

Graduation, crackers say that I wasn’t gon' make it

Pack of paper, pen and pad and now calculate it

Malcolm made it, cinematic and black related

Addicts and crack and bases, my status is cracking faces

Embarrassing, cracking vases at the dinner party

I took no slow classes baby but yes I been retarded

You see my folks acting crazy like it’s in kindergarten

I’m bringing heat like old ladies when they is menopausing

Okay then

It was my only wish to rise

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

Yeah, been at the lowest of my lows

That’s why I get high hoping no one ever know

To open up my mind, I can show you what I wrote

Or rather show you how to boat and hope that you can live or float

Independently self made and well paid

Three whips, one chain, no welt pain

When you treeing over niggas, they gon' yell «Shade»

They out of patience where I live cause they sell weight

Avoided the temptation of crack slinging

But Lincoln Park had it looking like back in the 80s

Now my partners getting broads and the hottest whips

And I was sweating hours tryna get the illest scholarship

Ain’t have a pot to piss, I wasn’t born rich

When I be writing, I’m as hungry as a model bitch

She got the fattest ass, they got the hottest look

Leaving wit eight bitches, I need some octopuss

See how Wale go, J4 DS

My lake shore whore never be on the BS

Bullshit, Chi-Town, ridin' 'round, top down

Hanging with the squares will be the reason niggas not around

What it do?

Penny Foams all blue

Or you could prolly use a nigga drive, welcome to my carpool

Double MG shit, G-double-O-D shit

Five time foul niggas need to stop reaching

It was my only wish to rise

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

High as fuck with my down ass

Bitch roll to the Porsche from the bus pass

But got lost when me and the cash crossed paths

Indo smoke out my nose, no mustache

Bitches I want but that money is a must have

Fuck is you drunk?

Pay that up front like the Ferrari trunk

Be careful, you won’t have to be sorry hun

Stay close to the G’s and you might learn somethin'

Might earn somethin'

Chop it up like mobsters on the rooftop, let you burn somethin'

Stop talking so much

Soak it up, next time you have somethin' to say, boss the fuck up

Butcher knives done died tryna be as sharp as us

Talking 'bout you on yo way

See them niggas downstairs 'fore you talk to us

By appointments, no walk-ups, yeah

It was my only wish to rise

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

It was my only wish to rise

On them jealous motherfuckers I despise

Coming down clean, bumping «Ridin' Dirty», getting high

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