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Song: | We Remain |
Album: | V5 | Genres: | Rap |
Year: | | Length: | 92 sec |
Lyrics:
[Verse 1] Yeah... I wake up out my nightmare, hit the street and see my dream Most the shit I love is lost through sickness or magazine, Queens Cali green, clean, panoramic beam Night-vision screen, helping me to see what can't be seen, mean Foreign vehicle fiend, since nineteen The kids see me and scream like I'm selling ice cream, dice king Gangster till I'm walking with a walker I turn a chick a stalker, rip all dignity off her You'll see a flying saucer before you see another Banks Kaiser Soze with the wordplay I'm everything that you ain't, uh Chinchilla killer, nigga splash me with the paint, he stomped Any club I'm in I'm calm, fuck the competition Purple bottle pissin', getting top from who you kissin' Listen I will not be locked down and you're in pussy prison And if your living like I'm living then you live it up Brand new car, ribboned up, treating life like we don't give a fuck
[Bridge] Now what it is, staying sucker free tryna live Kindness is, took for weakness, fuck 'em all, mind my biz Trust no-one, just my sig, Cigarillo full of hello Flyer foot, flyer pedal, on my way in out the ghetto
[Verse 2] Chronic in the Fiji, in a brand new Lamborghini When you see me it's a half a milli easy, rap need me I'm so fly, I'm so greasy, and my arm and ears are freezy Shorty smiling all cheesy, I get her outta her bikini Easy, fallaci in the 'cuzzi An inspiring actress dying to make a movie Groovy, tooly, coochie, hitting til I'm woozy Rubber-band man, out in Japan, diamonds and Gucci Nigga sue me, see me when I see ya When I shit it's diarrhea, f-follow the leader Flip, I own a heater, I ain't for faking either White on black Beemer, vehicle jungle fever Give me a breather, back up off the boy a bit That girl you with, broke her fucking neck when she saw the clique Real baller shit, holiday stunin' I start my engine with a button close my door with a button Yeah...
[Bridge] Paper stacking up so I don't need a thang The streets are going dumb again, we to blame Other crews come and go, we remain You can see them other niggas, niggas can't see the game
[Outro] Nah... This that V5 Top five dead or alive Uh... Yeah... Southside I see you Northside I see you Up top I see you Down south I see you G-G-G-G-G-G-UNIT!
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