Lyrics:
push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
The all around the world Digital Underground Pac
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
public school too
Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call
Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done
drifting
Shifting states feeling like I'm missing
But I leave this land of the living
Give me peace you can't see I'm
Drifting in my mind?
Drifting I
behind
Or else we'll never break through
It's what they call gratitude
No I'm not here to accuse
I know there's millions of others here feeling stuck in my
they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
Fuck them niggas
Hope the hook wasn't too simple
Either way nigga, I wrote it
Yes, I made the beat, yes,
they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
Fuck them niggas
Hope the hook wasn't too simple
Either way nigga, I wrote it
Yes, I made the beat, yes,
Why not when I'm feeling like a winner
Call me Dillon Brooks
But wait I actually deliver
Let me know when you drop 40
By then I'll be pushin' 40
Maybe
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
I barley salt it
And I find, my better days come with a positive mind
Someone's on my other line, I'll call you back like after nine
Click
And now
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
loving you is so simple
Please tell me is it simple
Yeah, is it simple
Please tell me is it simple, is it simple
Yeah
So many days go by, this shit ain't
Genauso wie die Video-Auswahl
Niemand hat mich gepusht außer realem Hip-Hop
Freezy on top, es gibt nichts
Was das Feeling noch toppt
Vierzigtausend verkauft
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
Absolutely, I always say that for
Their minds to interpret it, they have to
Draw a comparison and I always say
Even though it's very common, it's just a
More
by the fools
Throwin up my squad, holdin up high for the crew
You know how we do...
Yeah, it's plain, simple, I got a plan, go get this money
an album right now
Need to get my behaviour in line
Before I can settle, say something of worth
Instead of just giving a piece of my mind
What can I do when
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
I'm fading now
Maybe all the pills got to my head
I'm feeling black mingling with the fear
Goth ushered in here
I try to call your name its blocked by
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