Tayyib Ali

Tayyib Ali - Rod Strickland lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Uh, this is Keystone 3

Tayyib Ali

(Verse)

I put numbers on the board like Pusha

Tracks roll hard like the raw when it's cooked up

On anotha pace, tell em all paint the book up

Comin' first place, tell em bitch niggas look up

Wassup! Philladell's where a nigga from

Was in the gutter, bustin' hammers when the kid was young

Young niggas runnin' with bananas, that'll get ya done

If you say a word always told myself I done stunt

Come around my block, that'd get ya what ya want

I was rockin' BBC and Bay, they was rockin' Prada

And if ya bought a ? and look at me now

And bitch, I was fucked up and I used to be down

Uh, I was 16, trappin' up in Philly early

Then my homeboy James told me I was worthy

So I banged it, told myself how should I pass it to me

Cuz all my homies pushin' rock like Stephan Curry

(Hook x2)

Front line, I'm right here, bummies and the mind clear

This shit you get high to is ashes on my night ears

(Verse 2)

Still the same kid with the lunch box

Used to be standin' at the bus stop

Now I'm in the uber, in the big city

And I prolly got yo bitch with me

She fuck with me because I'm on my grind now

She got a Keystone state of mind now

No. 1 like Rod Strickland

The haters gonna hate but the gods feel us

Believe it or not, hit you in the sleeve with the Glock

Put holes in yo wrist, threw out billions

Stack a dro in the fifth

Ways by hustler, G's flow to the strip

Wyle in they stolen whips

Benzes and shit, it's that shit jack

You can feel it, you can feel it

We the realest, rollin' swishas fo' my niggas who ain't with us

Crucifixes, all the real in that

Pray the Lord is with ya

Cuz the neighborhood I'm from niggas killin' fo' a livin'

Either in it or you're in the way

Text from yo chicken day, but I ain't have shit to say

But call me when you're all away

Less it's bout gettin' payed, I ain't interested

Before I hit 22 I had shoes on the Lexus

Niggas came through and May really impressed with

Young nigga, try to get his pockets like freshes

I don't evan wanna talk, tell em leave a message

Shawty wanted me since my flow has got perfected

Aye, since my flow has got perfected

Tell em leave a message

Since my flow has got perfected

Tell em leave a message

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