Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard, and I brought my boys with me Say what up
't keep up the mortgages Kid go to school stupid, they teachers ignoring it Sorta just doomed, forced into being a goon Selling kush in a jar Mixing up
first class Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up
Hold your head up high you know you've Come a long way, a long way Tainted as a fugitive with nothing left to say Temptation may come hope your vision
interested in art, speaking from the heart and playin' my part All this illuminati talk, like my first hit single wasnt 'Jesus Walks' For many years, these aint rhymes these is
up, don't give it up) Get up, stand up (Get up, stand up) Stand up for your rights (Get up, stand up) Get up, stand up [Unverified] Don't give up the
up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the
coming out with dinner we're wearing the chinchilla, i did it for my town to show em the big picture, hit the switch, i promise to never switch up, this is
it, what happened to religion? Oh she lose it, she putting on her make up She casually allure, text message break up, the casualty of tour How she gon' wake up
everywhere is dumb Takin' pride in ruinin' they lives So they could never have babies and they could never be wives He never used a condom, give him
lice Smoke a pack of whiskey with jesus christ I got options, I got cop shows, I get nauseous And the sweat is day-glo Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin
is ever worth the paradise MANIFEST [PRAZ] Gun-clap Shell cap, Got them crawling on they back Come through with the Fu They be who the F**k is that
to hold my lies I know you think that I'm someone you can trust But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to never give up So do you think
Chorus-Chamillionaire- This is for the OG's, this is for the OG's/ This is for everyone back in the day, everyone who paved the way before me/ This is
I'm outta my sentence Pump my fist to 'Mo Thug' Gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders Jesus sent me His roll or loco Sober, load a revolver, hold up
