Brilliant Mack - 03-04 Brady lyrics

I dream bigger my big adventure Middle finger to other side no love for n***as/ We play for keeps we trying to hold position You see me in it See I drive it like i stole it, roof missing, lane switching/ Spliff splitting, smoking k**er, dank twisting Im screwed up that H- Town I'm still tippin/ These n***as mad these hoes be after me They claim that they dont know me but they ask for me/ Y'all gone make Alex P. go catch a body like he Julio Had to get my hands clean the dirt was in my cuticles/ This gone give the 9-5ers life in the cubicle Dont wanna see me win a ring like Brady in the Super Bowl/ Well f** em all we finna ride on these b**hes I roll em fat like Rick Ross im super high on these b**hes/ For my soilders in the field, spent time in the trenches Grinded all summer just to ride off on them inches Oh Lord/ I remember well, which freaks who did it best but n***a I'll never tell Ain't felt this motivated since my brother went to jail Since Karla left me and i felt like I was trapped in hell/ I want no more Lo Siento's just Silver Benzos Light up my spliff my kush is indo, roll up my window/ Goodfellas Never die now this the second intro It's me and Brilliant Mack again We finna go to war so grab the blessings from the chaplain/ Trying to get you far as possible I'm throwing Javelins/ You done left the door crack now you done let the Mac up in/ Cold shoulder from my ex cause she ain't texting back again And if they miss it play a rerun and see whats happening 2nd Verse: How Much time this n***a spending on his intro Feel like Frank White I see the city from the limo/ King of the city I won't let em tell you nothing different Yea we hear you making music but we never feel it/ I know you said you keep it real, guess im still indifferent I know i said i had it all i guess its something missing/ Tom Cruise here I go I'm on another mission Goodfellas back up in it like its prohibition/ This how Bobby Brown felt when he left New Edition I saw it coming young n***a had a premonition/ Got a ring on her finger but won't call her Mrs She love dark skinned n***as call em Hershey kisses/ I ain't no geninue but I might give her some wishes M8 or M9 Beamer she dont know what the difference is/ She want which ever go the fastest, wood grain in the dash And matching colors on the Benzes but they different cla**es You ba*tards