Lil' B

[fox69]

"My Arms Are The Brooklyn Bridge"

"My Arms Are The Brooklyn Bridge"


My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
Yo, you know it's your boy Lil B man
Made the history (New York City...)
You already know what it is
It's Lil B...

The hustle game won't stop, I'm on the a block
Shout out to the Brooklyn that's with the rock I pass hot
Riding round the drop top in New York
Feeling like When the nigga hit the hoop core
Underground got too much money
So we hustle everyday so the clouds look sunny
Remember all the times I was bummy not really
But in my mind, I wanted a lot more money
Eyes moving backwards thinking I was right
Had a slow down cause I had to catch up to life
Kept faith in self, man, in Jesus Christ
Somehow my world was dark but I seen the light
Shit, it's that real talk music, that street walker, Lil B black heart music
That Based World Lil Boss rap talks do it
Make a lot of sense, so respect my movement
Lil B!

My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
My arms are the...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
New York City, New York City...
It's Lil B...
My arms are the...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...

I changed the whole world so respect how I do it
You go right I go left, just respect how I'm moving
People try to hate and second guess what I'm doing
Man the numbers don't lie unless you fake your whole movement
And that right there the kind of shit I'm not doing
When you talk 'bout Lil B then you dissing the whole community
(My arms are the...)
It take years to get the top spot, Time Square, New York
My name's there on the block
For the people that listen, don't ever stop
Don't let them steal anything that you ever got
Until then keep watching cause I'm on top
I'm like a brick cause I stay on the block
This' what I mean, I ain't lost my roots
Cause I can still go home any day I want to
Everyday I feel, just respect how I live
The whole world's the Brooklyn bridge
Lil B!

My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
New York City...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
New York City...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
Yeah!

I only do it for the people that love me
Cause real talk don't nobody care who judge me
I'm still in the hood giving college
Cause I'm close to the people, that's the world that love me
Shout out to the great bridge and the golden gate
West Coast, East Coast, love, we will never hate
(My arms) Gotta keep it right in your mind
If you make the wrong moves, the judge droppin' a dime
Need to put down the guns and hear these kids
Show them what they potential is
(My arms are the...)
Until then, I'm the king making these records
It's new life when I'm moving my sessions
Lil B, I keep moving with the weather
Whether, winter time, summer time it get better
The only time I feel better
When the world feels good, let's get it together

My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
My arms are the...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the Brooklyn bridge...
My arms are the...
My arms are the...
New York City...
It's Lil B...
My arms are the...
My arms are the...
It's Lil B!

 

[fox69]

"My Day Off"

"My Day Off"


Yo check this out, bitch ya hear me?
I just copped that new hoe ya bitch
Ya know I just got that new Bentley, ya heard me nigga
We do everything in the Gold House bitch
Tiny shirts, pink shirts
Tiny pants everything
I don't wear nothing baggy no more

Bitch I do everything now I ice my wrist
This bitch ain't nothing, on this bitch
Smoking a 150 inch TV
My remote look like a DVD player
In the library, I was reading books when you was fucking hoes in they ass
I'm about that cash nigga green on greeter
Fuck that oil, that ain't nothing
Can't nobody fuck the BasedGod's bitch
I... Bitch Mob, you feel me?
I rep Bitch Mob cause that hoe ain't shit
And I ain't gone die for it cause that doe ain't shit
Nigga play your cards right cause the doe ain't shit
Nigga riding 4 door had to hold they clip
Nigga open 2 door and that, ain't flip
Hide back in drive through that bitch
Got the mask up, I'm with them
No help, I'm a one man army
But I ride on 'em man I'm a veteran
Put a 9 on your back like a letterman
Now-a-days, I don't know the fake or real
The fake ones, be the geeked up squad, ya feel me?
You wanna speak you can speak a deal
Yea, but what's the fucking issue
Need some tissue, nigga save yourself
Don't play yourself, Gold House mixtape
Lil B back Bitch Mob
So you know what's happening
Did it for the world, mother fuck the rapping
Now I know that you like me bitch
It's Friday, my day off
In the hood with a beautiful bitch
I'm that pretty bitch, that gangster shit

 

[fox69]

"My Diary Pt.4"

"My Diary Pt.4"



Water is D.M.G
Produced by Lil B
This the realest shit I...
Like I said it's produced by your boy Lil B
We in this thing
Holla at me
Worldwide

I'll always think about my life till the last drop
Most of my homies found dead we don't ask cops
Last time I cop, I cop the court room the only damn show I would not show
I keep my pride under the sheets
And people love my money they ain't thuggin with me
I make em look dumb, for tryna look hard
The paper that you're feelin lookin like a rookie card
Home defense
So ocean view
You don't swim like you're supposed to
Keep the gat handle like the black candle
You say you bout life but you cannot handle
I came off the streets like the military
Tryna save these kids you ain't gotta feel me
Last time I lost, I will not lose
Beefin in the streets that's what the slaves supposed to
Writin out rules like Abe-Lincoln
Id sink em, close range, grim reaper
Protect what I gotta protect
Bitches see me in the streets we where binoculars at
I never will rat
Exposed to hard times that's no fact
Evading shot guns I did not run
30 on 1 niggas problem this is not fun
What' I do for this hate
The gun like the Mike put the metal to his face
Keep the metal by my waist
Start to sound like... just the metal with the base
Gotta give a shoutout to Drake
I'm riding through Oakland
Black mask days
Ah, and I told heat that heat look like Shaquille from Nine-Three
Breaking backboards
Slanging off the weed and servin em like an escort
And sayin Jail is in the near future
I got big plans so I'm not to shoot it
Don't wanna run but they got the ruler
And my eyes green
The Mirror told me at night
I gotta plan I ain't no lame ass sucka
Bring hell to the suckers I ride or die and I don't fuck with these busters

Damn, I let you bleed
And they gotta be different
And I don't even fuck with em
I don't even fuck with em you feel me?

18-19 I was never happy
Mom smoked the cigarette she was doing hair
Ghetto like the braids at... and the beads that she wear
Put the match with the lighter
I keep on living and it seems to get higher
I got a lot of respect like a firefighter
I'm worldwide wouldn't even lie
Sittin backseat in the Maybase
I don't never drive
Maybach with the strap in the back
Feel good to know Lil B run rap

 

[fox69]

"My Ex Bitch"

"My Ex Bitch"



I'm a tell you bout the lick that I just can't dream
I got a will down bitch I ain't gotta trip
I said dream, what you need,
Bitch I need a new car, bitch I need a new life
For west side thuggin' I'm not greedy
The fears on my ass but they won't see me,
Never, got the line to the rule pills
Gonan ride but bang so I can't feel,
My bitch said, if I'm dead,
She gonna ride in the streets off with your hand
I ain't no pussy never been no pussy
Squeem ass pussy, don't wanna push you
Watch out then, see you next summer

Keep the dope right int he hundred
I'm a keep it real with my next bitch
Real talk, I have to dump my ex bitch
Lil B, Pink Flame mixtape.
Pink Flame you know
We just keepin the gun all day,
We seat back, you know
Pink Flame mixtape boy we're rollin up every day
We're just keeping that shit so real,
You know sliding through the west, sliding through the east
North south worldwide, you know tot he whole world other side
Put your hands up west side,
Pink Flame up

 

[fox69]

"My Face (Intro)"

"My Face (Intro)"


What happened to my face?
You've wakened a sleeping monster
Welcome to Glassface
Why did you do that to my beautiful face?

Why did you scar my face?
Is it because I'm pretty?
Yo, I don't give a fuck
And I'm a make you see
Why my spirit's cold
I'm not talking shit today
The pain is in my heart
They call me Glassface

Why did you scar my beautiful face?
They call me Glassface
They call me Glassface
Cause of the Glassface
They call me Glassface
Call me Mr. Glassface
They call me Glassface

Ain't no rules in the game, you niggas all fake
Fuck the hood, fuck the world, fuck you suckers hate me
I was pushin on the block way before I was rappin
Now you suckas actin like I seen that room of napkins
It's freight, a chair, a desk, everything was plastic
Asking me questions, I just know what happened
I can't go back in time, I will show you passion
Niggas been turned on me, the same niggas I was out there trappin
Your game is ugly man, I feel like I'm the realest to rap it
These things that happen in my life, I swear to God is magic
Cause suckas will turn this shit around, this shit be ending tragic
I pride myself and honor these niggas, five, they sell free fabrics
Bitch I become the rawest, and you couldn't scratch it
Ash to ashes, dust to dust, based God a Maverick
My passion to glorify the power, fuck the destruction
I'm history, infamy, lyrically
I'm talkin bout the magic
Pass the ball, you awesome awful
My work is fuck, high regardless
Can't be on the bottom
The top shelf artist
See what you see and what you started then
I feel like I'm a top one top one in the Top Gun
You think it's funny? Huh
Nah, it's not, I'm sending them shots on
Thinking I'm the nerd? And I'm finna kick yo ass
If it goes around, comes around
You be seeing me up in the bushes
With that motherfuckin burner
You thought that I was a rich man, it's Glassface

You can call me Mr. Glassface
Why did you do that to my beautiful face?

 

[fox69]

"My Garage Remix"
(with Salty)

"My Garage Remix"
(with Salty)



[Salty:]
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
A lot of foreigns, a lot of cars

You don't need no key to start my car
Press a button then you take off
Aston Martin so fast
I love getting cash
Flashback I used to be broke
Now I live like I sell dope
Back against the ropes but I can function
Pipes driving [?] hear me coming
House around my neck off hustling
Tint off like I got muscle
Buy what I want no more struggle
Try to rob me and I'm a bust ya

You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
A lot of foreigns, a lot of cars

[Lil B:]
Look what I'm flexing
Drop top Lexus
Fucking hoes mouth cause I flex new Bentley
Rolls Royce phantom 150 on a bad week
Riding on the freeway I'm driving and I'm texting
Talking to the bitches flexing so reckless
51 hoes, cause a nigga flex Bentley
Real Richmond nigga from the south to the north
Central, back street, niggas holding court
Mainline, same time, nigga I push the same line
Riding down McDonald's new paint line
Remember when Richmond had the whole stroll
Now we roll foreign cars and duck the popo

[Salty:]
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
A lot of foreigns, a lot of cars

Never thought I'd buy what I bought
Did it wrong until I got caught
Got out, played the game smart
Ink my whole body call it art
Put my heart into my music, this shit real
Ride foreign cars with no deals
Spend five thousand on them wheels
Eat what I want when I feel
For the times I had no meals
Bentley go 200 those for real

You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
You should see some my garage
A lot of foreigns, a lot of cars

 

[fox69]

"My History"

"My History"


Real shit man
It's crazy, because a lot of niggas don't know where to go
'Cause a lot of niggas don't know what their past is
You know, our history was burned and shit
But, it's good because niggas can write history every day, you feel me?
I'm doing something every day

A lot of niggas cry, but speak no fear
Behind closed doors, is niggas shooting dice on the floor
Brought the colored ones for luck, right before
A piss test from my P.O., behind the BART tracks
Sipping liquor, having dreams with my niggas, "If this rap shit work out
I'm buying all my family a Beamer"
I don't pay attention to that fly shit, the hunger in my stomach
Make most niggas on land seasick
Back to the story at hand, at the dice game
Right before the piss test, my P.O. came
Four niggas by my side, we chosen for this probation
Held slavery in discrete forms
But then you got to realize, a lot of violent black men in the world
Make me want to pull my nine on niggas
And I'm a peaceful dude, just trying to hustle to get my food
I ain't saying that we poor, but we want a little more
In this life, where no one's sure
Unless you're born into the money, our history was burned
So if I was a king, I wouldn't know the answer
Shit, they ask me to pull my pants up
This style war's shit, this the freedom of dress
Can't even dress to impress, I'm so depressed
Because no one's happy for you until you die
Then you cry out of happiness, "I'm alive"

Blood, I don't know my history
I'm just trying to find out where I came from
It's a struggle to survive, where I come from
We all left behind, where I come from

Blood, I don't know my history
I'm just trying to find out where I came from
It's a struggle to survive, where I come from
We all left behind, where I come from

I'm on a telescope, niggas studying my life
The modern day sacrifice, walking down the street common
I see the pain, look through my own two eyes
Niggas ask me for advice, I just give them a life
The pimp game poisonous, we gain for free
Because I need it, O.G.'s give the game to me
No one to look up to, no dad
That's a tough move, sided core like a truck do
See working long nights on the bus, move
The passion's in my heart to see all success
Had to drive myself, just to be the best
I aim for the fame, and just show the respect
In return, real niggas start to cashing the checks
His to me, every day
History every day, shit, minds will burn
But I move, realize 'til the day was earned
Shit, I reals
Shit, I realize today was earned
My history was urned, but today was earned
Lil B, Gold Dust Mixtape
Rare shit

You know, you can make history every day
It don't matter if you don't know where you come from

Blood, I don't know my history
I'm just trying to find out where I came from
It's a struggle to survive, where I come from
We all left behind, where I come from

Blood, I don't know my history
I'm just trying to find out where I came from
It's a struggle to survive, where I come from
We all left behind, where I come from - Lil B

 

[fox69]

"My House"

"My House"


Metro Boomin want some
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
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You gon' be on, man
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You gon' be on, man
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You gon' be on, man
Yo check me out, girl
Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
Meet me at my house

Meet me at my house, show you how I live
Big gates, nice cars, that fly shit
Check me out, I'm tryna put you on
Every house that we go to I own
Throw your mortgage in the club, it's nothin'
Magic City late night, I'm tryna fuck somethin'
And I ain't ever beg, girl I say please
Come to my house, you'll be up on your knees
Ever seen pool in the livin' room?
Ten car garage, twenty chromes
My house the largest on the block
So tell me, is you comin', or not?

Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
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You gon' be on, man
Yeah girl let's do this, you feel me?
Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
Just come through, we good
Meet me at my house

Cameras on the first floor, money on the second floor
When you come to my place, you can't see no walls
Turn your phones on and take a picture
Come to my house, I wanna be with you
Give me a sign that you down to leave
I don't give a fuck, girl, you can come with me
How many friends is comin' with yah?
Yeah, shit, I don't give a fuck if they was real sisters
My basement got a stripper pole
Ten thousand square feet, that's a man's home
Come see how a boss live
Tell me when you're at the gate, I'll let you in

Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
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Meet me at my house

Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
Where you gonna go?
Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
Where you gonna go when you wanna fuck
If we can make love, if we can make love?
Metro Boomin want some
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
I got the condo, I got the bando
I got the traphouse, I got the mansion
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
I got the condo, I got the bando
I got the traphouse, I got the mansion

Meet me at my house
You gon' be on, man
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Metro Boomin want some
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

 

[fox69]

"My Last Call"

"My Last Call"


Young Thugger this is Boss pick up the phone
I'm not doing good the whole jack move went wrong
Used to feel good about bringing out the pain and
We selling off hops feeling like Dwayne Wade
The friends turned suckas
And suckas turned snitches
We've been in the room interrogated with the sprite cans
Handcuffed to a chair, sweating from my right hand
Still feel secure because I'm knowing you're my right man
Things really changes when change is the changing
Even hit a high speed scared to switch lane
All life lessons to I guess its all game
But why you turn your back on me that you must explain
Not much to hear but I'd rather see the frame
Cause I trusted you but I see dude we ain't the same
Loyalty and friendship was in my first book
I never thought you'd be the one to get shook

This my last call
This my last call
This my last call
This my last call

This my last call and yeah shit I know it ain't right
We'd hit a couple of licks and get high the same night
If you was on the plane I be on the same flight
Sometimes I wasn't right but I always made it right
Remember when you got jacked, I would spit the game right?
And I got your shit back, and we still took flight
And I still wouldn't leave cause I know you had my back
Man I didn't have a car so I stole a couple bikes
Point a to point b, we would get there right?
How you do me like this, I wasn't worth the sale right?
And what's the mail like? I went bad on all my partners
The only dudes left is Big Mark with the choppers
And he went crazy because they're shooting at his momma
Real beef is when you can't sleep on your problems
I rather just die then sit in this cell
And to know you put be here, it just don't sit well
Why you snitch on me? and why you lie on me?
True ass game is you never been my homie
I should've seen your eyes and your heart that you a phony
The hardest ones out be the ones to tell on em
Sad that you be the reason I rot in hell homie
Reversing on the time I would've never friend a snitch
And never put my heart into a man that was a bit-
You play a game or two and they leave you home sick
I forgive you but I never can forgive you
I said I forgive you, but I never can forgive you
This my last call, you you nigga

I can't believe I'm in jail for life
(The speaker walks up a flight of stairs to a police station. Reaching the top he pauses, shakes his head, and turns around.)

 

[fox69]

"My Last Chance"

"My Last Chance"


There's a lot of shit I'm still waiting for
Still wondering
Just, you know, crying on this notepad

[Verse 1]
Still waiting on healthcare
Praying on welfare
Gotta take my my hand up
Gotta move my mind in
Spend a lot of time there
Getting on my grind there
Throwing gang signs there
Got a peace of mind there
But I can't leave cause
I know a piece of mine there
People I grew up with
Don't wanna see me shining
So I grew up with a lot of things on my mind, plannin'
People do bad stuff
Wanna stay away from it
Got my mind right
So I won't sleep in the casket
See death around the corner
And life is in the basket
That's left from a woman, cause
The death of a woman
Means one less man
So give respect to the woman
I guess we just looking
If you could see how I see it
It's pain in your eyes, show em
Bleed how I'm bleeding
Just wanna talk, just one thing
Won't forget what you did
Just accept one thing:
I'm still waiting

You know there's so much in my life
I just feel like I'm still waiting
You know what I mean?

[Verse 2]
You could pick and choose
You could win or lose
You could sink or swim
You could stay or move
Just had to amass
I match the groove
I match the plan
I match the mood
Even though I'm from the hood
I'm a classic dude
Like Nat King Cole
I'm a faster blues
I have the blues, I seen the news
Can't go a while
Without seeing the food
Am I just a judge?
Am I just in love?
With this thing called life
Can I give it a hug?
Can I trust in thugs?
Don't hold no grudge
Niggas love to hate
But don't show no love
And that's old man thinking
If you closed-minded thugging
That's no man's hustle
No house, no home, no car, no budget
No Lord, no gun, but the ladies love him
It's Lil B

I'm still rockin', still grinding for the top
Let the bitch niggas know I won't stop, it's Lil Bars
Yeah, I still hustle from the bottom to the top
Let them muthafuckers know I won't stop

[Verse 3]
The hood feel like the invisible hood
I'm the ghost in the trees
I produce this wood
I rap on the tracks that make the block
Go crazy and the suburbs love me
Word to cousin
Right around the time I was hurting
Struggling, this dude had my back
Gave me motivation
I was asleep on the floor
In the midst of the haze,
Taking trips to the money
Paying for some changes
Things started changing slowly
Had the floor map
Even helped the homies
Got a new ride just to show the homie
Bought my main bitch a flight
Cause she say she's lonely
I don't love her, groupie's a bitch
That's word to Stunna
Shoutout to Birdman, that's word to Stunna
I touch down in the hood
I'm off the flight and blunted
It's Lil Bars, I'm hundreds...

Yeah, I'ma thank you for this trip in advance
This is my last motherfuckin' chance
I'm still waitin'