Passport lyrics

by

Murda Beatz


[Intro]
It's Duvy, yeah
(I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murder and sh*t)
Yuh dig!

[Chorus]
Before all this rap, I ain't really have plenty sh*t
Them streets, I'm really in
Shordy get freak when the Henny on ice
If it ain't money, don't count me in
I had a dream, woke up to Benjamins
You know this is beef, we is not settlin'
Brown skin, bad b*tch, shawty look heaven-sent
Fifteen, I'm wildin', I'm robbin', I'm getting it
n*ggas is tweakin', n*ggas ain't getting it
Pop out with glizzy, you turn to a mannequin
I'ma show you how to move, how to sell it
Your n*gga a rat, my n*gga a felon
I'm thinking I need more Perkies
Pour a four in the Sprite, it be nerdy
Gеt geeked, she wanted somе molly
Bet bro off your top, you know 'Mali

[Verse]
Yeah-ah, he 'Mali
Oh, we ride, we fill clips up with hollows
7.62's, ain't seeing tomorrow
She said she want cutta, but girl, I'm in streets
Cash upfront, two bands for a feat'
We kick it, you know she gon' f*ck with the beat
I know that boy trippin', he ain't tie his sneaks
1700 get you hit up for free
Yeah, that's the motto
17 younging was f*ckin' the models
Screaming, "Gang", what I'm reppin', you know that's what I'm on
My brothers be legends, you know we ain't basic
I seen them n*ggas change, but still I remain this
Drop down, hell or the heaven gates
We still gon' post on front page
Younging be sellin' out dates, slime
He wipe you down with a K, and he ran
I know you n*ggas is fake from time
Younging just had to change lanes
Tony Montana, these n*ggas they two-faced
Ain't thinking 'bout getting it in
Ain't tryna go hide from the brick
I'm thinking like this how it is
[Chorus]
Before all this rap, I ain't really have plenty sh*t
Them streets, I'm really in
Shordy get freak when the Henny on ice
If it ain't money, don't count me in
I had a dream, woke up to Benjamins
You know this is beef, we is not settlin'
Brown skin, bad b*tch, shawty look heaven-sent
Fifteen, I'm wildin', I'm robbin', I'm getting it
n*ggas is tweakin', n*ggas ain't getting it
Pop out with glizzy, you turn to a mannequin
I'ma show you how to move, how to sell it
Your n*gga a rat, my n*gga a felon
I'm thinking I need more Perkies
Pour a four in the Sprite, it be nerdy
Get geeked, she wanted some molly
Bet bro off your top, you know 'Mali
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