Boaz - Here To Say lyrics

rate me

It all started with a dollar and a dream

I can remember back to junior high, 28 grams of pot rolled on the B

It was a tippin' off, let me know I had to get my weight up

And from out from out of that liquor store

I mean what I gotta do to see a brick of mo?

My hair's in everything, my position is piv and toe

Ship a yack from a plastic cup, my pores open

Flow hard as the steel mill but 'fore smokin'

The realest shit that I ever spoke, I never wrote it

Communicated in 3rd person, I'm never quoted

Street politics, earn your stripes and get promoted

No bullshit for Barack Obama, I never wrote it

I'm just a hustler, allergic to election time

But ain't no harm in swingin' a bat block for collection time

Hit the corner twice, jumped out and threw 'em off

Hide my face behind the frames and a Louie scarf

Stay fly nigga

Fresh as all outdoors

I'll Lotto M nigga

I ain't goin' nowhere

These niggas don't know what I do

Hustlin' baby, chillin'

All I gotta say is this nigga the coolest

His wrist is the bluest

Chickens come in flocks, bitches wanna do us

Shammy in the coolers, it's a party, it's a party

Cali green in the Cuba, you could call me Mr. Marley

Finale is Chris Farley or an angel want his Harley

Or a rapper in this Mazzy on a track built kamikaze

The flow is crazy, it's BOAZ

Bo be the hustler, act like you know me baby

Paper stackin', lady mackin' like Goldie baby

Oh you ain't know? I be ballin' like Kobe baby

Hit the game with the alla knivers and crossover

That was hella work, I done put work on young shoulders

Respect the hustle, chef the next Rick Ruben of rap music

I'm about to be the second rustle

Got your lady doing yoga in the Rover

Right in front of the club, I'm a play 'er til it's over

Yea fuckers, look

Real niggas do what they want

Suckers do what they can

Add yourself

What side of the streets you on?

Yea you know

Niggas catch feelings when you fuck these hoes

They wear new clothes but that's just how shit goes

This my life style, it's all part of my nature

Lost a lot of real niggas who's hard to replace it

So I'm callin' my maker, bless me with the proper team

Point blank period, we all ready to top the Z

Persevere like gladiators in the coliseum

But they preserve my godly flesh in the mausoleum

With all my riches and bitches like the pharaoh

My pyramid be bigger than Mount Kilimanjaro

That's my attitude, I'm still from the ghetto

Left the two give applause in the club like Sean Barrow

Cocksucker...