1. |
Merch That
02:15
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Yea
Take notes how I carry out this year
Fit all white like I'm Barry out this here
Sound fly when you say it like that
Don't front why you playing like that
DeReons stacked sippin' DeLeon spirits
Baby got back told her carry on get it
I pour some money in it if you down to get stacks
Not to mention opposition's bound to get smacked
A black cat scratched to the top of the lot
Shot plenty shots I could put dots on a opp
Pop any snot bubble who starts trouble
And take a giant down to eye level I'm David a rock rebel
Why settle for what's given to me?
I'm in full control of what I want my image to be
I could Diddy bop, drop enough fire to make the city hot
Fill the tank with gas and dip in the V
[Chorus]
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
Hello to ghetto, I only fight metal with metal
A clear third option like Melo on OKC
Cause if I can't see ya'll make peace or be civil I'ma hold a piece
I ain't talkin' Harolds though they speak
Like I'm the first black mayor from the day I put the pencil to the paper
Jerome-y Rome playa from the Himalaya
Slid up in the playa gators all I had to do was pick a flavor
Uh
Certified freaks
Now I see what pimpin' is, all I had to do was reap the benefit
Give a little game little symbolance
Is it a sin that I pretend when I'm goin' up in
That it's an ATM give it a pin and leave the ink on the skin of a 10
Then I move to her friend, who?
You was the problem you let the thang loose
Now I got you tied up like a hang noose, lame proof
[Chorus]
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
Follow my son my good dear
Take notes there's nothing to fear
Just do it like this here
Just do it like this here
Yea
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2. |
Like Cinnamon
02:44
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
It’s me, I’m Leonardo the DaVinci of rap
I got inventions in my sketchbook that convince me of that
My dissertation couldn’t fit on a DAT
I pull a brim out a hat
Dip from sunshine, shielded from the one time
Never will I ever put my gat or put my blunt down world
Serial number like a record deal I’m unsigned world
I fist fight with life
Made light at the end of the tunnel of the concrete jungle
Tug O’ War the hair of a Rapunzel for a leisure sport
The secret in the swing the way I get my knee to torque
“Is Suli magic?” Do an eagle soar?
There ain’t no stupid question, really
Really just stupid people what the dilly
Started wanting a millie now I want a billie
And plus a date with Trilly Jilly
My pen to paper silly so my paper pin number can purchase
Whatever item I’m observing
And wipe away concerning
I earned it
[Chorus]
Skin like cinnamon
Young black gentlemen
Shit ain't sweet please fill em' in
Bright like filament
Height like tenament
Hypebeast trynna be like me
Skin like cinnamon
Young black gentlemen
Shit ain't sweet please fill em' in
Bright like filament
Height like tenament
Hypebeast trynna be like me
Fight me
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
Now I been thinking bout planning on a plot to make a come up
Lifting a gun up to hunt em’ down sundown to sun up
It’s a couple bad apples among us, hiding bruises
Till’ they fester and yet we so inclusive
Play the jester for a better conclusion, to no avail
To holy hell I send anybody who play as thought they know me well
Where we from they squeeze guns like Capri Suns
Walk inside with ski masks and they seize funds
Puncturing elephants for the tusk of the ivory
So how could you benefit, ever reach to the highest key?
The same ghetto you lovin’ got a sustain pedal
On the pain puddled and shot inside of a vein, hello
Careful how you comin’ when running wit’ heavy metal
The spook by the door with the shadow
Now though that I walk through the valley of death
I shall fear no man it was all in God’s plan
[Chorus]
Skin like cinnamon
Young black gentlemen
Shit ain't sweet please fill em' in
Bright like filament
Height like tenament
Hypebeast trynna be like me
Skin like cinnamon
Young black gentlemen
Shit ain't sweet please fill em' in
Bright like filament
Height like tenament
Hypebeast trynna be like me
Fight me
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3. |
Holy Mass
02:51
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Running through the backstreets
'Fore I ever had heat
I was dodging prison and a rap sheet
Tracking I’m an athlete
Nigga never ask me how the fuck it’s going with the rapping
Flatscreen, can’t you see?
Whole gang with me
Make a play, go from A to Z, I know my ABC’s
Don’t delay, don’t you wait on me
Throw your weight on me
I’m gon' be late
If you hate on me come face to face with me
I’m giving fades Free 99
Boggles me mind how we define sunshine in our time
They don’t need theirs but I need mine
Now you declined you credit closed and yo goals is exposed
I put some knowledge in my brain like you put blow up your nose
Kit’ed
Catch more fly shit sweet scented
Tell yo bartender replenish
They faux fox and shit, we 'thentic
All up in my dental dam
Cars, clothes, homes, hoes all y’all shit is rentals fam
[Chorus]
Rollin'
Big heavys
Chrome chevys
Broke levees on the bezzys
Hold steady
We ready
Stay the fuck up out my path
And you won’t have to catch a shotgun blast
Holy mass
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
Get ya self a spotter 'fore you put that on the set
Failings when I stop and I ain’t chose to slow up yet
Coded text, after coded text
Let me know what’s next, even read it in the Zodiac
I’m on my Alauddin
Blow like TNT in motion you don’t know what drama mean
Shorty can’t you see I’m focused trynna lift up
Global communities to integrate in unity
Lucky you get time for doing me, truthfully
I should be focused should be fasting flabbergasting with the fashion
Madagascar with the patterns on the NASCAR jacket
Every rap star tragic they went they went out like that
I’m like Michael I’m like Magic I was born to ball like that
Hit my Usher on a busser you ain’t gotta call like that
Get freaky deaky with the flow, it retrieve for me the dough
Shake it slow drop it low if you really moving it
Late night, really early morning snooze you losing it
I’m out here
[Chorus]
Rollin'
Big heavys
Chrome chevys
Broke levees on the bezzys
Hold steady
We ready
Stay the fuck up out my path
And you won’t have to catch a shotgun blast
Holy mass
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4. |
She Alive
03:23
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[Intro: Sulaiman]
Something about you
Can’t quite put my finger on it though
Legs, eyes, hips, thighs
Oh I got it
[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
She laid eyes on me
I could feel the fuckin’ fire inside her G
She was frequent flyer mileage always somewhere in the air
I wanna get beside her maybe run my fingers through her hair
As if...
She know all the bag of tricks
Only way to get ahead is don’t be thinking with my dick
Bring a money clip cause i know that shit ain’t cheap!
Ass fat a nigga had to take the doors off the Jeep!
Just to fit her the sluts is bitter the clowns done slid up in her DM
Trynna see what type a state that we in
But we is out in somewhere where the passports get us
She a lethal weapon better call the task force niggas if ya
Trynna fuck around
Got me on a high I’m asking how can I be down
Checking for me now I need to hold up on my end of the list
I’m just hopin’ she gon’ listen to this
[Chorus]
They thought she died
But she alive
Now she up walking amongst us
All of these hustlers
Raggedy bustas
She need a real one for comfort
Woman he real
Fuck how they feel
Let em get lost in the lust cause
We make em wonder and want us
Wonder and want us, want us
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
What you wanna do what you finna do
Make a move snooze and you lose she could be your boo
No rules trynna give you jewels what are we in school?
Hard knock rock out here trynna pay dues
Dudes shoot a full court shot to pursue
I just hit her with the One two lay it up smooth
And she back on D when she back on me
Honey ain’t no wonder why yo ass so sweet
Huddled under covers throw a pass go deep
You a piece i could not resist all of this steez
Gimme what i need when you get down on ya knees
Say cheese am I Juvenile or 600 degrees
Separated I resuscitated when we mated
Should be celebrated even elevated You the greatest
Howling like coyote put the world on a hiatus
I go Obi Wan Kenobi blood flowing like the cadence
[Chorus]
They thought she died
But she alive
Now she up walking amongst us
All of these hustlers
Raggedy bustas
She need a real one for comfort
Woman he real
Fuck how they feel
Let em get lost in the lust cause
We make em wonder and want us
Wonder and want us, want us
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
My life
Be a light
You the one I need tonight
I’m the one to treat you right
I can beat it up fast then make sure that you ok
Put it on my Mustache if it’s oil of Olay
Every day
I would pray
That you never go away
Victim of a love crime
I could never beat the case
You don’t need to beat yo face
Cause you pretty how you are
Half on a baby put a picket round a yard
Oh lawd baby i ain’t one to fall too quick
Had too many sweet beginnings turn me all too sick
I could either keep pretending like to be independent
Is more thrilling but for real I’m trynna misses a miss
How the clock tick Really the gift, that keep giving
I either could keep sinnin’ wit incomplete women
Or shift, to something more that offer something in front of me
Let’s merge i could use the company
Fuck wit me
[Chorus]
They thought she died
But she alive
Now she up walking amongst us
All of these hustlers
Raggedy bustas
She need a real one for comfort
Woman he real
Fuck how they feel
Let em get lost in the lust cause
We make em wonder and want us
Wonder and want us, want us
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5. |
One And Done
03:06
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
What the fuck is this?
Fire team said he died holding on his grip
Blowin’ piff in a spliff like a young bloke
I’m Ta-Nehisi when it comes to the lush Coates
Deliver clutch quotes, dose diggity
Back to the future I produce my own trilogy
Now I see ya stupor but you stupid if you tardy
Don’t be mad and try to call me ain’t no room in the Bugatti
Swerving wit’ a Persian who can only speak in Farsi
Pussy so wet she started drowning in the car seat
Darcy Marci Auntie Aubrey applaud me
I’m flossy salty shoulda been a orthodon-ti...
I be in her mouth like a filling
Come close to the end and then I be like in addendum
Back back lemme kill em’
Canadian tuxedo when the fit is all denim
Double RL to the smell of the skinning
[Chorus]
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
What man lift up any citizen he see that need it
Gave up Hennessy i think I’ll stick to being weeded
Blowing clouded crowded ain’t no way around it
Whole closet form fitted where yo fuckin’ stylist
Mileage on my hustle in Burkina Faso
Telling my brothers ain’t much different when we in Chicago
They could dig it like a fossil we can see tomorrow
So ain’t no wonder why yo empty threats be ringing hollow
I’m already in 2019
2020 paper comin’ clear as Visine
Giancarlo Judge only hitters on my team
How nightmares fare all dependent on the dream
And the dreamers all the teachers and the steamers
It’s a big mess to clean up tap the shoulder get the fiend up
Thank God that I’m Black
Til’ this day I ain’t seen anything that’s stronger than that
[Chorus]
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
Don’t try fore I show you water turn to wine bro
Fake edits trynna take credit we decline those
Spine so curved from writing these curse words
Wiring birds niggas be dying to serve first
I was cursed with ridiculously good looks
Sauce is a recipe unwritten in the cookbooks
Don’t get greedy with habibi for good tush
And End up exposing ya queen as you took rooks
That’s yo third mistake
1 and 2 was bussin’ moves and trynna serve the Jake
Hop curb and try to swerve the gate
And hit the fire escape
They still bussin’, and i don’t feel nothing
A fire wheel rolling down the highest hill brushing
All of the weed leaves i wanted to deep breathe
He’s T’d...turn the volume way past ten
Yo I’m ready coach lemme get in
[Chorus]
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
I’m one are we done
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6. |
Collect Calls
02:19
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[Verse 1 : Sulaiman]
Bitch I think I'm Aitor Throup
Used to pull up in that eye sore coupe and now I get checks
Fuck a lie I want truth
Ain’t no tellin' whether I might shoot or try to invest
Can’t carry the weight don’t try to bench press
Done made various apes a part of clip set
The more cheddar you make the more they wait after the shows ain’t all of em hoes a few a them threats
Boom bow he go down
I bet you wish you had a talk with Miss Cleo now
And it was all fair game til they went outta bounds
And put a arch and a part in ya feminine brow, wow
All for the lust of cash
Ain’t been without strap since you touched the bag
Real Gs don’t brag but they up the mag
Back up in the truck trynna crush ya back
Gold dust on a dutch of hash it sounds bad for you
Plastic ya ass a wrap I’m not glad for you
Trust if you kicked when I punched then mi gente’ll come and bust what I stab on you
Sad but true but then it’s long overdue shit
Cash accrue to put the chrome on a new whip
That’s the mood when moving on when you gone
Rest in peace you too corny to mourn
[Chorus]
He was a bad man with a bad hand when he pushed the chips in
He won’t leave much but bout 3 bucks and pipe dreams in the wind
He saw lights flash and then life flash and life passed before his eyes
And they reject all his collect calls and it’s really no surprise
[Verse 2 : Sulaiman]
I sip certified verified rarefied air
Blow weed while the cop still standing right there
Blow weed in the Uber through the checkpoint fuck it
Keep my aura omnipresent when I’m speeding out in public
Plenty young niggas only out here thuggin cause they wasn’t in the presence of a king when at home
While you trynna bring cute shit wit you to the grave I been working on a legacy to leave when I’m gone
Calzone big cheese and big bread
Big dreams big Bs to the big head
Had lead ducked lead got sucked Red
You wit' all these niggas you suspect
Ride round wit' a tint on ya shit
Cause you stutter step talkin like a bitch on the clip
So i come in that function where you ducked off frontin
Get to thumping til you bumping like a zit from the hits
No peace just justice
Cause some niggas just cheap seat busters
How the fuck I’m gon keep these niggas eating dinner when it’s realer ones needing these lunches
Tongue lash rollin in wit' these punches
Hundo on the gas cause speed mean something
Hindu in the rental and she feeding me something
Simple instrumental kill it like it means nothing
[Chorus]
He was a bad man with a bad hand when he pushed the chips in
He won’t leave much but bout 3 bucks and pipe dreams in the wind
He saw lights flash and then life flash and life passed before his eyes
And they reject all his collect calls and it’s really no surprise
He was a bad man with a bad hand when he pushed the chips in
He won’t leave much but bout 3 bucks and pipe dreams in the wind
He saw lights flash and then life flash and life passed before his eyes
And they reject all his collect calls and it’s really no surprise
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7. |
Agent Orange
02:20
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[Verse 1: sulaiman]
Killing niggas ain't saying much
They'll kill a nigga then just say it's us
See a black life got a back light
If the cash right they'll spray em up
And it's no snitching we oppose telling
But it's no voting for a former felon
And the army mailin' niggas out to die
Coming back blood soaked hung out to dry
You think it's cool yeah you think it's cute
Televised revolutions get the mute
Here's some chicken soup for the lost souls
Trynna un-learn all the false goals
Keep your head spinning and your eyes open
Why demand vision from the blindfolded?
Don't be tryin’ build your lil something real
When ya floorboard got the pine bucklin’
Killing niggas is a rite of passage
When you mimic captors turning up ya savage
Into living lavish never owning nothing
Never paying taxes til’ they come and cuff it
I control the public while I hold my private
Squeezed out now you turning violent
Think you Michael Jackson think you starting something
You a plush toy bet you farted stuffing
I regarded hustling as a middle passage
Niggas move the package on the new Atlantic
So the Jim Crow like the rich folks
Who can sniff coke like a true romantic
Give a crack habit to the dark people
I'm as endangered as the bald eagle
And I do believe that we the chosen people
With ya head high know they won't defeat you
[Chorus]
And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough
You got me fucked up
And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough
You got me fucked up
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
Niggas killin is apocalypse
Black women get on top of shit
We can topple it, it's a big scam
Give me freedom or death I got both planned
I was owed hands and a modern mule
How I toiled land and embodied cool
Think the common rule was to make us sweat
Just to bottle our wisdom and intellect
Never get a check, or a footnote
Get rich or die trying's a good quote
But who even made it to the real race
From this concentration camp or steel cage
Yeah I feel rage, PTSD
Got no answers the days that they test me
Give em yes no please thank you dip
Know they want my life they ain't taking shit
They killing niggas cause niggas killin’
Trynna be a hero they made a villain
But revealing history get super sour
When you brave the storm and speak truth to power
As the final Hour of the clock tickin’
And the story dies while I’m plot diggin’
I cannot fail My God different
Wouldn’t lock children in a dark prison
Wouldn’t block women from a right to vote
Kill black leaders put a knife to throat
Ain’t no wonder why I’m finna light the dope
On these baby-woke elite types of blokes
Too close ten feet no pressure know better
Do better quick self check mmm who better
There’s never, been a time before when all
God’s fam in alliance
I ran into Zion
[Chorus]
And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough
You got me fucked up
And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough
You got me fucked up
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9. |
Everybody's Bodies
03:16
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Emotional terrorist? I thought you’d do better bitch
But walking for both of us leaving paws in the sediment
Yo zaddy that’s present tense got more sway than your daddy O
Pastor blasted em and walked away from his burial
You bear the cold, clothes all tattered and torn
Cause you been here before ghosts that inhabit ya form
Be callin’ out, I saw the doubt before you saw me
You was long to the form I kept it short to a T
I come like ain’t you tired of niggas out here playing you for foolish?
And ladies call you baby then behind you turn to Judas?
Just let me soothe it I keep the 30 like Calvin Coolidge
And if you cool it and wanna pop it I’ll let you shoot it
I’d rather you twist the sour than to give you the power
I’ll protect til’ you forget just who was here before I was
You obsessing over steps in the shower and crying out
Please help me, broke as a fuck while he’s wealthy
Hit em’ with the Mercury quick and be stealthy
So they never find out, then put on a fine blouse
Find doubt, make a story in between all the facts
Let em tell it though, you know it go deeper than that
[Chorus]
Hand in the fire your desire
You’ll learn when you burn
Who deserves your concern
Who can take you higher
And admire if you turn then you turn
Cool hands on ya curves
Everybody say true love
It’s all over for the fool love
And I don’t really do love
But I'ma have to choose up
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
You scroll 20 tim s a day, requesting her private page
She never take pictures with you she say they for modeling
She pose like you got it babe? Now pay the photographer
Wondering how he get them sexy faces up out of her
No modern philosopher lack a sense of awareness
And when you took a shot at her, she was sitting with Clarence
Didn’t ask for a clearance, you just ran interference
And she so easily greasily slid with you outta marriage
See people set precedence like presents get wrapped
Faster than X pull sexing with ya ex with no strap
Not applause but you collected a clap, and stayed faithful
The Trojan horse come as a gift, til’ they invade you
God protects babies and fools, you Mr. know it all
She turned a new leaf with you, don’t wanna show it all
But all that showing how she got you open in the first place
You opened up the floodgates and now she out with Sergeyev
Heard on the way out that you called her a bitch
But you the bitch for starting shit and not evolving to quit
If you responded more to dollars than to following clits
You’d be a whole ass nigga not a broke ass nigga
[Chorus]
Hand in the fire your desire
You’ll learn when you burn
Who deserves your concern
Who can take you higher
And admire if you turn then you turn
Cool hands on ya curves
Everybody say true love
It’s all over for the fool love
And I don’t really do love
But I'ma have to choose up
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10. |
One For Tracy
03:16
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Little baby wanna be wild for the night
Cause I’m styled like I’m sitting’ in the crowd for the fight
And I bow on the bow of a boat
Like a Japanese sailor ‘bout a mile off the coast
Speak it all into existence get ya wishes out ya throat
If you want me or you don’t you got need to let me know
You ain’t as speedy as I hoped, so I’ma go solo
And sincerely I might go back to Africa like Toto
I’ll let you know though
[Chorus]
Give me one reason to stay here oh and I’ll turn right back around
Give me one reason to stay here oh and I’ll turn right back around
Said I don’t wanna leave you lonely
You gotta make me change my mind
Baby I got your number oh and I know that you got mine
You know that I called you, I called too many times
Yo can call me baby, oh you can call me anytime
You got to call me, well
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
This for big boys rollin’ in them big whips
Wrist lit, prolly on the way to get chips
And then dip, Second City how we flip scrips
She threw me hips I be in with mama quick, yea
At first glimpse I see that you didn’t notice
How you can’t invest in yourself and afford Jordans
Is your outfit or your pocket of more importance
I’ll wait
Have a nice day
[Chorus]
Give me one reason to stay here oh and I’ll turn right back around
Give me one reason to stay here oh and I’ll turn right back around
Said I don’t wanna leave you lonely
You gotta make me change my mind
I don’t want no one to squeeze me, oh they might take away my life
I don’t want no one to squeeze me, oh they might take away my life
I just want someone to hold me, oh and rock me through the night
Rock with me, rock with me, rock with me
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11. |
Yea Yea Yea
02:28
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Sit right here I’ll tell ya ass a lil’ tale
Of how I whip the work I flip my wrist and put it to a scale
I used to fuck your bitch let me rephrase that we used to share
I think you should be proud of that, mark it in yo almanac
Now nigga where my army at
I spot the weakest link I'm finna call em out
Don't trust no nig that never seen the shit I know what ballin's bout
You only deal with small amounts, fuck you talkin’ bout
I brought the squadron out, competition bring they coffins out
Boy I fuck around and be yo daddy if my zipper wasn't stuck
And If yo mama wasn't a slut and rollin round in ballers trucks
Spotted us and wanted to be down like a ultrasound
Hoodied up my music loud you best believe I hold my ground
I stalk the town with seven supermodels make you buy the bottles
I rely on riding my bravado right into the grotto
She gon’ see she won the lotto when I don't want nothing from her
Just to see her prosper and be outchea for another summer
[Chorus]
Get up gotta get it I'm like yea yea
Calculate my digits I'm like yea yea yea
Don't call me bout specifics on this yea yea yea
We talk it when you get it be like yea yea yea
See not I be on my Karen O my yea yea yea
Don't handle snow that's for my bros that yea yea yea
The shirt the pants the shoes the fit is yea yea yea
Just do it how you do it it's a yea yea yea
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
They ask me how I do it I'm just doing me
Out here trynna dopplegang the steelo like it's two of me
One is not enough for my libido I need two or three
You don't wanna give it baby tell me why you holding me?
Grip me like a rosary but girl ain't no controlling me
Condom rapper go with me and shield me from the ovaries
I make sure you knowing we associate colloquially
Stop me if I go too deep you start to think emotionally
You got that fye fye but I keep my irons in some fires though
Riding round the city on some tires made by Firestone
Even my latinas be like papi super fire tho
I come in the party like I'm backing up the Brinks truck
Flexing on my exes keep that Badoit in my drink cup
Savoir faire, I speak in patois what I think up
Vantablack my link cuff, now it's like you starin' into space
Maybe that'll stop you staring in my face, know your place
[Chorus]
Get up gotta get it I'm like yea yea
Calculate my digits I'm like yea yea yea
Don't call me bout specifics on this yea yea yea
We talk it when you get it be like yea yea yea
See not I be on my Karen O my yea yea yea
Don't handle snow that's for my bros that yea yea yea
The shirt the pants the shoes the fit is yea yea yea
Just do it how you do it it's a yea yea yea
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12. |
Who Want To
04:11
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
You wanna get something done then do it yourself
Or else them niggas’ll introduce your future to shelves
When I came up I saw record deals congruent to wealth
But holy hell I seen so many phonies fail
Caught in the limelight, no time to get all they backend designed right
They paying people who ain’t even been cracking in our life
Purveying evil the reason the people is eager
To get a piece at least if they die they can leave it to beaver
And Huck Finn
I traded the raft for a plush Benz
They used to call me Nigga Jim when I was runnin’ with them
That type of shit would get up under my skin, but it’s my skin that
Was the proof that I’m the sun i got a tan from where i been at
I guess when the synapse snizzapped that’s when they lost it
Down a dub ain’t wanna forfeit so they cheated and shit...
Before me we was cautious now I’m here to make em nauseous
Crackers blocked my grandfather now I eat at the Ritz
Suck my dick
[Chorus]
Take a little turn I got control of my life
Wanna make us get dumb, wonder where the rent from
I been on the hustle every day and all night
Everything I spit I'm doing for my kids' sons
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
The hash burnin' keeps my 'stache turnin'
I keep the back burner on for rap vermin give the mass sermons
God hit me like it's urgent
I been up here observing your conversion, the perfect servant
You make me nervous
Yo verbiage got a burden you aware of that?
You bound to put a large target on your narrow back for
Staring back when the beast try and test you
Nothing to sneeze at so let me bless you you special
I hope the next you start off where you end at
Finish yo sentence like a syntax
Quick jab ain't no bracin' for impact
I want the whole world, world, wonder how I get that
But really, it's where I live at, my wife and kids at
See freedom is a passport stamp and clean visa
Til' you meeting with the Global Elite and need neither
We could be in Ibiza in the morning
Be in London for the sun falling
In the dead of summer make it autumn
[Chorus]
Take a little turn I got control of my life
Wanna make us get dumb, wonder where the rent from
I been on the hustle every day and all night
Everything I spit I'm doing for my kids' sons
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
[Verse 3: Sulaiman]
The feeling of feeling bad shit shouldn't happen to you
What a blessing to live in a system that never limited
Anything you was interested in, you feel efiminate
Scurry percentages, off the integers, look at 'em limitless
Filling the prisons with minor offenses is step one
Get em stuck in the system but more'll come
Give em fifteen or more for a gun, with ill intent
And a floor to ceiling list of conflicting events
He near illiterate, mog can't even read what he received
They planted him as a seed for capitalistic greed
They want it haunting me while I'm moving legit
To know at any moment they could pull a move on me quick
But ain't success to want the best and not to take no for an answer?
They act like backing blackness is the same as pumping cancer
So dance with the animal, entrance it with tangible
Notes from banks with portraits of ghosts with ranks
[Chorus]
Take a little turn I got control of my life
Wanna make us get dumb, wonder where the rent from
I been on the hustle every day and all night
Everything I spit I'm doing for my kids' sons
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
Who want to move with you?
Who want to groove with you
Who want to who want to?
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13. |
Gucci Colorway
03:26
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14. |
Run That
03:00
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Adamantium strength Timbs to toss ya whole frame up
A shame that anybody would blame us
They know the way that we came up
Dan Ryan woods in train trucks
Flame up my last four fucks I just ducked at the stop light on 99th
With the homeless homie fighting life
Just looking for a way out
Get busy like Italian Fiesta takeout
The fam made the layout I just followed the schematic
Ali Malik, Ibn of Alauddin, I got it in my skin...
That's how I know that I’ma win, let me go again
Appropriate poetry for the opening I'm going in
Tossing the turquoise, throwing gems, ahem
The phlegm even worth more than the words
Now I'm into action I'm into verbs
[Chorus]
And yea you know me now
You and me we homies now you better hold me down
Hold me down don’t slow me down
I'm on my lonely now, but when I come back....
Ohh when I come back... you better run that
And yea you know me now
You and me we homies now you better hold me down
Hold me down don’t slow me down
I'm on my lonely now, but when I come back....
Ohh when I come back... you better run that
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
You better act like you knowin’ what time it is
You on sundial I'm on stopwatch I block the shot clock
With, pots and pans that block rock
My niggas have risen out of conditions of a purposeful onslaught
I guess the block used to call cops, but nowadays we duck from em’
Keep our hands up, still get slugs from em’
That's enough youngin’, buss at em’ back
And live another day to fend an attack, niggas is black
Don't forget it...yeah right like if you could
Like, culture vultures mimic ya visage up in they hood
Type tipping into it and change to Charlie for the interview
They, master your language then get rid of you
Common thread, sin a new asshole with third eye vision
Asking fake saints to confirm my sinnin’
Earn just to learn I'm living and get it to you faster
Educated nigga ig’nant cracker
[Chorus]
And yea you know me now
You and me we homies now you better hold me down
Hold me down don’t slow me down
I'm on my lonely now, but when I come back....
Ohh when I come back... you better run that
And yea you know me now
You and me we homies now you better hold me down
Hold me down don’t slow me down
I'm on my lonely now, but when I come back....
Ohh when I come back... you better run that
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15. |
Checkpoint
03:15
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16. |
Somethin Somethin
02:50
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
It’s a blessing that I keep on manifesting game
No more lessons ‘bout the weather why not let it rain
Trade yo weapon for a session in the Palisades
By the pool wit a babe from the Everglades
On the golf course caddy found some lost horse
Sad that yo rehab only by choice not forced
Ask where we be at I be all on top the socks
Penne pasta oxford collars everywhere you not
Throwing up the rock while she kiss it like a mistletoe
I never call her thot, she just grounded in her principles
You into it or not, what the Fuck we got to kick it fo’
I heard you call the shots, I got spirit like a Seminole
Silver surfing like a nigga always known to do
I know we make you nervous we do all that shit on purpose fool
Yo hater on the surface I can see that you uncomfortable
I want you to I want you
[Chorus]
I'ma pour a shot
We gon' reminisce
Let's say rest in peace to every leash up on a bitch
I say drop it like it's hot
I'ma light the wick
I'ma do it for my niggas who ain't never get to hit
But I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
I get deep as fuck
Speakin' til' I'm creepin' geekin' in a Lamborghini truck
Secret to my secret be in leading 'stead a keepin' up
BM for my BM ain't no BM let's get Beamer'ed up
Funkadelic beam me up
Checkered like a damier
Autographing pleas saw yo signature on dossier
Clearly it's degrees of consistency in how you say
What you say, como talles vouz
You go the opposition way, trynna throw an alley oop
I be clean with my Yees so my G's know what's good
Baby bring the potpurri put the trees in the woods
Big B's like I'm Suge should be paying for protection
Bitch please, wish I would, I don't leave without my weapon
She like see you did that
I ain't takin' eatin' brain when I say niggas fear fact
I think all you hoes the same
And ain't nobody in my lane cause I'm the only one to pave it
Firestarter I ain't the one to play with
You must be faded
[Chorus]
I'ma pour a shot
We gon' reminisce
Let's say rest in peace to every leash up on a bitch
I say drop it like it's hot
I'ma light the wick
I'ma do it for my niggas who ain't never get to hit
But I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
I'ma have to learn you niggas somethin'
Somethin' somethin'
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17. |
All Well
03:23
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[Verse 1: Sulaiman]
Think I'm gone up off that Hennessy, cause I never stop I never settle
Like my grandmother down in Tennessee, pulling strings just like a black gepetto
Make a fucking devil see the light right, spook who set by the door like a night light
Fuck a fight night, this is my life, black in American zeitgeist
Cause I'm the answer they gimme problem, fuck it I might let the semi solve em'
On a tangent I signed on the dotted line, cause my co-signer whiter than Lily Allen
Tell me you knowing my struggle stupid, walk a mile in my shoes bet you fuckin' foop it
I want justice just as much as everyone, on my knees with my back to the setting sun
I give no fuck of no 'Merican, you a Maricon to yo very bones
I go Barry Bonds on that glass ceiling make em feel it up inside they fairy homes
Fairy tells know em very well, twenty nations under green gods
Chickens coming home to roost nigga, word to El Hajj Malik Shabazz
I can see the stars in a black child, constellations in a black smile
League of Nations in a fucking basement and a cave dweller in a attic wow
Style wars what it call for, smoking hay close the barn door
Liberate us from the fucking haters cause the trap jumpin' like parkour
[Chorus]
If you succeed or you fail keep that belief in yourself
Know that your health is your wealth, only get high as you fell
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
If you succeed or you fail keep that belief in yourself
Know that your health is your wealth, only get high as you fell
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
[Verse 2: Sulaiman]
Well, why don't you pray, why don't you coulda and shoulda
Hot as you see it you sear, how could you walk over fire
Never get burnt up or fear being branded and live
Now that you garnered the chip how could you suit up for them
Hot at the mall wit a bent pineapple Ciroc wit clear opportunity to pay community rent
Put em out rip by rip, you the only one that win you lose
How you not pissed by this, dehydrated ideas the juice
Signifying monkey lions is through, Cecil turn a hunter right into food
Ain't no wonder why they want my side dead, shoulda never gave niggas money it's too true
Two times for the po po, don't serve don't protect don't do shit
One time for the judge tho, cause ain't no reform in a big stint
Ya ask how a nigga know, prison just a round trip ticket on the low
Ya in ya out ya in ya it ya old
So on so forth till ya body get cold lets get bold
Two times for the po po, don't serve don't protect don't do shit
One time for the judge tho, cause ain't no reform in a big stint
Ya ask how a nigga know, prison just a round trip ticket on the low
Ya in ya out ya in ya it ya old
So on so forth till ya body get cold lets get bold
[Chorus]
If you succeed or you fail keep that belief in yourself
Know that your health is your wealth, only get high as you fell
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
If you succeed or you fail keep that belief in yourself
Know that your health is your wealth, only get high as you fell
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
How could you dry up the well how could you dry up the well
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18. |
I Was In There
02:57
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19. |
Survival
03:14
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