25th Hour by YL (Rap) Lyrics
[Verse 1: Starker]
Ay yo my shit is brolic
Ya'll niggas comin' short like 3.1
I rock the big stadium shit
We made you legit
Fadin' you suede around my AirMax, whatever yo mama tells
Smoke the runts right off of 5th Ave, so keep it don't even pass it
Status was live like batteries lithium, put salamandery
Willies smooth to drive into Philly for Jesus
I keep a nine like the solace
[?] you won't go home to yo bitch that's real shit
Ay yo, I live my life in the 25th hour I do the runnin' man
That's not a fuckin' dance, I had to dip and change the plan
The two time performance, rhyme and jump in
You know the Starker clock, bout time you niggas know who I am
My nigga that's the old price
I [?] like Jesus, Starker [?]
You gotta see to believe it
These bitches love me like I used to love [?]
[?] but really I don't share the feelin'
[Verse 2: YL]
Yo, low resolution when the scar is deep
They don't want shut up, let the god speak
Smoke the palm tree, you feel a calm breeze
Show you love off the strength
Fuck around and give me thanks
Stop playin' with my name, no for real
Cash flights overnights
Take it back, the bolder older times
Rap has been copying the prototype
I like bitches on social lies
You know the vibes son, the god show alive and you barely livin'
I'm livin' different, need a offer with the six digits
I make a flip and go missin'
Shorty know sniffin'
For the gold, I go distance got the shit in control
Hit the road like a rock band
Ya'll niggas is stance, pussy rappers need they hand held
Roll up a gram, treat everybody like ya mans and ya shit is damned
Watch my life in front the camcorder, new world order
Drop the top like Transformers, who want it
Ay yo my shit is brolic
Ya'll niggas comin' short like 3.1
I rock the big stadium shit
We made you legit
Fadin' you suede around my AirMax, whatever yo mama tells
Smoke the runts right off of 5th Ave, so keep it don't even pass it
Status was live like batteries lithium, put salamandery
Willies smooth to drive into Philly for Jesus
I keep a nine like the solace
[?] you won't go home to yo bitch that's real shit
Ay yo, I live my life in the 25th hour I do the runnin' man
That's not a fuckin' dance, I had to dip and change the plan
The two time performance, rhyme and jump in
You know the Starker clock, bout time you niggas know who I am
My nigga that's the old price
I [?] like Jesus, Starker [?]
You gotta see to believe it
These bitches love me like I used to love [?]
[?] but really I don't share the feelin'
[Verse 2: YL]
Yo, low resolution when the scar is deep
They don't want shut up, let the god speak
Smoke the palm tree, you feel a calm breeze
Show you love off the strength
Fuck around and give me thanks
Stop playin' with my name, no for real
Cash flights overnights
Take it back, the bolder older times
Rap has been copying the prototype
I like bitches on social lies
You know the vibes son, the god show alive and you barely livin'
I'm livin' different, need a offer with the six digits
I make a flip and go missin'
Shorty know sniffin'
For the gold, I go distance got the shit in control
Hit the road like a rock band
Ya'll niggas is stance, pussy rappers need they hand held
Roll up a gram, treat everybody like ya mans and ya shit is damned
Watch my life in front the camcorder, new world order
Drop the top like Transformers, who want it