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The Flow

๐Ÿ‘ค Papoose โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Back 2 The Streets โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:44
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โฑ๏ธ 2:44 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

We continue on
Papoose, Sheek Louch, Dave East
Let's go

I got one question for you, nigga, what you frontin' for?
From the streets, man, I like peace but I love the war

Think it's sweet 'til I knock-knock, that's your mother door
Now the doctor gotta run a wire through your brother jaw
They ain't got no bail money, damn, what they hustlin' for?
Mad 'cause I ain't answer my phone, what they fussin' for?
I answer when the G call, I was on another call
I ain't answer your call 'cause nigga, that's a sucker call

Creepin' up, it be heatin' up when I bust the fours
Hot, I grab it with one glove, that's an oven door
Outlaw, down by law, we say fuck the law
Run your lips, that's 'cause you a snitch, you above the law
The 'Ville never ran, never will, what you runnin' for?
Thought you said you ready to die, what you duckin' for?
You lyin' niggas, but you run your mouth, you a fuckin' whore

Draw the line then I keep it low, that's an underscore

D-Block

Let's talk about fresh, LOX, Mary Ankas
Let's talk about X, salt and pepper diamonds
Let's talk about sex, head from your bitch on my project steps
That neck gettin' diesel, got that bitch doin' reps

They off the hook this year
Tight necklaces and pocketbooks this year
Gay people like rappers, sick of looks this year
And I ain't beefin' with none of y'all, I pinky swear
Okay, but you don't gotta give me props
Boy, I knew your moms and she was cheatin' on your pops
In drops and rough riders was wheeliein' them blocks
I don't talk to the cops, I'm the motherfuckin' LOX
Clap off, I wish I was in charge for a year

I'd turn rap off, no navigation, I'll take the map off
You gon' kill me with eyeliner, nigga, you mad soft
Yeah, the silverback of rap
D-Block, New York with my nigga East and Pap

Uh, that's how shit go down
Kay Slay Drums kickin' the field with Papoose
Back to the Streets, the mixtape
Hip-hop is here, motherfuckers, what?

I'm havin' issues with niggas that never spoke to me

I'm realizin' I'm different, the only hope is me
A rat could never smoke with me
Key in the ignition, always tryna talk, just listen
Rob CVS for prescription, 80K in the district, that Phillipe shit

Me and four bitches, this shit feel like Freaknik
Barneys during the week, hit Neiman's on the weekend
Nine times out of ten, money why we ain't speakin'
'Bout to slide with some eaters, low key, I'm hidin' the eagle
Desert like we out in AZ

Back and forth with knives, they think I'm AZ
Catch you with your group if you move solo like you Swae Lee
Just admitted my uncle into rehab, he on day three
Coke habit, fuck a broke status
You ain't never seen no pressure, never been in no static
Never drank with millionaires, never slept in no palace
If you wanna leak, I pull up on you with like four gallons

Artist with this shit, I got a gold palette
Got blow in the package, pasta and a cold salad
Flow is cold and most niggas just don't matter
One of the few, got to the roof usin' no ladder

As long as I'm around, y'all motherfuckers
Is not gonna confuse popularity with talent
Fuck outta here

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.83] We continue on
[00:02.26] Papoose, Sheek Louch, Dave East
[00:05.75] Let's go
[00:06.59] I got one question for you, nigga, what you frontin' for?
[00:08.82] From the streets, man, I like peace but I love the war
[00:11.36] Think it's sweet 'til I knock-knock, that's your mother door
[00:13.77] Now the doctor gotta run a wire through your brother jaw
[00:16.15] They ain't got no bail money, damn, what they hustlin' for?
[00:18.57] Mad 'cause I ain't answer my phone, what they fussin' for?
[00:20.60] I answer when the G call, I was on another call
[00:23.37] I ain't answer your call 'cause nigga, that's a sucker call
[00:25.63] Creepin' up, it be heatin' up when I bust the fours
[00:27.90] Hot, I grab it with one glove, that's an oven door
[00:30.47] Outlaw, down by law, we say fuck the law
[00:32.66] Run your lips, that's 'cause you a snitch, you above the law
[00:34.92] The 'Ville never ran, never will, what you runnin' for?
[00:37.40] Thought you said you ready to die, what you duckin' for?
[00:39.65] You lyin' niggas, but you run your mouth, you a fuckin' whore
[00:42.21] Draw the line then I keep it low, that's an underscore
[00:46.55]
[00:50.27] D-Block
[00:53.31] Let's talk about fresh, LOX, Mary Ankas
[00:55.76] Let's talk about X, salt and pepper diamonds
[00:58.08] Let's talk about sex, head from your bitch on my project steps
[01:01.69] That neck gettin' diesel, got that bitch doin' reps
[01:04.37] They off the hook this year
[01:05.70] Tight necklaces and pocketbooks this year
[01:08.13] Gay people like rappers, sick of looks this year
[01:10.51] And I ain't beefin' with none of y'all, I pinky swear
[01:12.81] Okay, but you don't gotta give me props
[01:15.49] Boy, I knew your moms and she was cheatin' on your pops
[01:17.71] In drops and rough riders was wheeliein' them blocks
[01:20.05] I don't talk to the cops, I'm the motherfuckin' LOX
[01:22.65] Clap off, I wish I was in charge for a year
[01:26.05] I'd turn rap off, no navigation, I'll take the map off
[01:29.55] You gon' kill me with eyeliner, nigga, you mad soft
[01:32.38] Yeah, the silverback of rap
[01:34.42] D-Block, New York with my nigga East and Pap
[01:37.22] Uh, that's how shit go down
[01:39.13] Kay Slay Drums kickin' the field with Papoose
[01:41.78] Back to the Streets, the mixtape
[01:43.63] Hip-hop is here, motherfuckers, what?
[01:46.50] I'm havin' issues with niggas that never spoke to me
[01:48.92] I'm realizin' I'm different, the only hope is me
[01:51.03] A rat could never smoke with me
[01:52.38] Key in the ignition, always tryna talk, just listen
[01:54.37] Rob CVS for prescription, 80K in the district, that Phillipe shit
[01:57.95] Me and four bitches, this shit feel like Freaknik
[02:00.09] Barneys during the week, hit Neiman's on the weekend
[02:02.43] Nine times out of ten, money why we ain't speakin'
[02:04.77] 'Bout to slide with some eaters, low key, I'm hidin' the eagle
[02:07.46] Desert like we out in AZ
[02:08.95] Back and forth with knives, they think I'm AZ
[02:10.73] Catch you with your group if you move solo like you Swae Lee
[02:12.95] Just admitted my uncle into rehab, he on day three
[02:15.54] Coke habit, fuck a broke status
[02:17.30] You ain't never seen no pressure, never been in no static
[02:19.76] Never drank with millionaires, never slept in no palace
[02:22.17] If you wanna leak, I pull up on you with like four gallons
[02:25.01] Artist with this shit, I got a gold palette
[02:26.88] Got blow in the package, pasta and a cold salad
[02:29.45] Flow is cold and most niggas just don't matter
[02:31.51] One of the few, got to the roof usin' no ladder
[02:35.44] As long as I'm around, y'all motherfuckers
[02:37.62] Is not gonna confuse popularity with talent
[02:41.27] Fuck outta here
[02:43.21]

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