Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
Ladder on me like it's legal, All of my niggas are equal
Nobody get left behind, none of my niggas is slime, DOA if you dropping dem dimes
Laws wanna lose me, I'm runnin my loot up until they free Lucci
I got some "O"s on me and a big rod, looking for ehhbody who in debt nigga
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
No gram in my blunt gotta 3'm, I hide tha trap phone from my BM
I got ya lil bitch in my DM, we f*cking from AM to PM, we drill on da opps when we See'm
Yeah it's a funny lil smell in dat alleyway
They say he was reckless on da book Friday, them young niggas caught'm that Saturday
Put some rocks in my watch for tha hell of it
Don't hang around niggas who tellin shit
When they send tha blitz we ahead of it
We stepping on shit like a elephant
Crack open a silver game, roll up a fatty from Cali, you know it's gas by tha smell of it
Papi keep mailing it, he know I peddle it, tuss out tha bottle i don't even measure it
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, they don't want static, jus wanna post a status
But I know some vultures who stalk ya wit dirty revolvers like f*ck a semi-automatic
Pay a jay a nickel for a wipe down, I was f*cked up had to bite down
They'll get a soul for me right now, 1500 get you piped open
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
Yoda Black - Landlord Lyrics
Yoda Black - Landlord Lyrics
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Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
Ladder on me like it's legal, All of my niggas are equal
Nobody get left behind, none of my niggas is slime, DOA if you dropping dem dimes
Laws wanna lose me, I'm runnin my loot up until they free Lucci
I got some "O"s on me and a big rod, looking for ehhbody who in debt nigga
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
No gram in my blunt gotta 3'm, I hide tha trap phone from my BM
I got ya lil bitch in my DM, we f*cking from AM to PM, we drill on da opps when we See'm
Yeah it's a funny lil smell in dat alleyway
They say he was reckless on da book Friday, them young niggas caught'm that Saturday
Put some rocks in my watch for tha hell of it
Don't hang around niggas who tellin shit
When they send tha blitz we ahead of it
We stepping on shit like a elephant
Crack open a silver game, roll up a fatty from Cali, you know it's gas by tha smell of it
Papi keep mailing it, he know I peddle it, tuss out tha bottle i don't even measure it
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, they don't want static, jus wanna post a status
But I know some vultures who stalk ya wit dirty revolvers like f*ck a semi-automatic
Pay a jay a nickel for a wipe down, I was f*cked up had to bite down
They'll get a soul for me right now, 1500 get you piped open
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
Ladder on me like it's legal, All of my niggas are equal
Nobody get left behind, none of my niggas is slime, DOA if you dropping dem dimes
Laws wanna lose me, I'm runnin my loot up until they free Lucci
I got some "O"s on me and a big rod, looking for ehhbody who in debt nigga
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
No gram in my blunt gotta 3'm, I hide tha trap phone from my BM
I got ya lil bitch in my DM, we f*cking from AM to PM, we drill on da opps when we See'm
Yeah it's a funny lil smell in dat alleyway
They say he was reckless on da book Friday, them young niggas caught'm that Saturday
Put some rocks in my watch for tha hell of it
Don't hang around niggas who tellin shit
When they send tha blitz we ahead of it
We stepping on shit like a elephant
Crack open a silver game, roll up a fatty from Cali, you know it's gas by tha smell of it
Papi keep mailing it, he know I peddle it, tuss out tha bottle i don't even measure it
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, they don't want static, jus wanna post a status
But I know some vultures who stalk ya wit dirty revolvers like f*ck a semi-automatic
Pay a jay a nickel for a wipe down, I was f*cked up had to bite down
They'll get a soul for me right now, 1500 get you piped open
Remember them times I was moving flippers, when I spent double tryna make it triple
I'm in da alleyway with tha attics, I got da car washed for a nickel
Niggas be faking like they want smoke, you get a black bag with a zipper
I'm talking t-shirt wit ya picture, then post on tha book "f*ck whoever miss ya"
(Yeah yeah)
I'm really living like that, them niggas ain't living like that
Tha difference between me and them, I'll crash, go to prison and get me a pack
Send'm this way and we sendin'm back, take a bible put my hand on it
I'm da landlord and I mean every letter, nigga know I'm gone stand on it
Writer: DeMario Jones
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