A.M.N.R Lyrics
So fresh and Im so clean
Help cats with their victories
Them bright lights and that rattling
Drive slow cause that touch lean
They kill, kill, dont wanna have the murder, murder
You know them haters say cause nothing they get is never heard of
My whole lifes slowly turning, that juice and that current
Follow my crooked arrow like you know Im the realest further
Im so dope I bet your bitch go eyes wide on my petty coat
That key shit that Im heading for she high class in my taxi co
So when I pass em, I pass em, thats trill shit
Cant front, thats all lies, Im married, though, thats real shit
Focused on that paper, get back till they call me savior
Get back to the broken nugget, give hope till hell is raised up
Like seven days, my Jesus, Im sure youre more than the pieces
Just break down into pieces, I break raps and Im speechless
How we turned up for that reason, Im turned up cause Ive been there
This shut down when I rap around it, click clack when they eating
So now, go my niggas, rolling
Go and ride it clean
Ride, ride it through the city
Tryina get them ghetto dreams
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Try to get to ghetto heaven
Imma get there with my team
Al my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Riding through the city
Tryina get them ghetto dreams
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Try to get to ghetto heaven
Feeling closer to my dreams
That lunch, now, we all want it
Make money, we fronting
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We chose, we dont turn it
These thug niggas have done it
They shoot first and ask questions last
Like biggie raps cause they on this
Cold heart, its so heartless, that mean spirit sure calming
So my chill is never Bible, let us live, were mean through the ill endeavors
Ill, ever do I need it, are we Satans hell?
And that nigga gonna start me on, who gonna stop, me, huh?
Damn, nigga gonna watch me be that ruler
This rap shit, Imma kill it, on it all on my denim
They cold brown but theyre cold frown, you come around, you gonna feel it
That road rap and they finished, this audio, top bill it
I transport no villains, Im too dope for these dream killers
Get their heart right in my vocals, Im worldwide, you local
Im mixed up, you next out, flow upscale so Soho
So cook back to these haters, hit my big crocks are my favorites
Just too much when you sell wages
No worries, Im gonna make it, so
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Riding through the city
Tryina get them ghetto dreams
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Try to get to ghetto heaven
Imma get there with my team
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Riding through the city
Tryina get them ghetto dreams
All my niggas rolling, rolling, riding clean
Try to get to ghetto heaven
Feeling closer to my dreams
