Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
her
Been through it all hard times good times (Yea)
Made it out the rain endured some pain now I can see the sun shine
He hate on niggas that's doin'
sideways
Oh, just like sister ray said
Play it on
Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the sailor
Shoots him
of the devil
St. Andrew writes, he quotes the scripture, Wisdom 2:24
By the envy of the devil, death came into the world
The cause of envy was the happiness
a clean record
Gave him the lane to go from street coke
To the good life of the champagne it's
Also a play on how he
Makes money off records, his albums
Are
stayed the same
I don't care for your shame
We're playing by my Rules
Welcome to the game
Outgrew you but I'm still ashamed
That I ever gave you my time
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
Educates people at the same time pays my rent
You've been hearin' me now for the past twelve semesters
When the suckers stepped up I had to use
mad I'm on the road, then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass!
It's time
rest, uh (Yah)
One at a time day by day you talk that shit I fade away
No I don't need that negative energy inside my database
Bend down and pray that
and home of the brave
How the fuck we still get treated like slaves
All my black brothers and sisters need saving
How the fuck we still get treated like
prayed for quarters back to back just like Andrew Luck
They always said the strongest people always had it rough
Could never talk about my problems built
of my friends don't exist
I got codeine in my piss
I just want a lil more tris
Bouldercrest lets do it yeah
Zone 6 influenced
I can tell by the way he
than Andrew Luck
I hit it once and went to sleep
She keep on tellin' me get up
Broski on that shit he just like Russ
He send it up
Do not piss me off
brother and my sister too
I'm going in one more time
But this might be the final time
I think about this all the time
Been doing this for a long long time
you Black, it's all trap
I was tryna solve all the family shit
Same time gettin' robbed by my management
Same time arguing wit' shawty gettin' mad
in our rhymes
That's why it's Christ all the time
We strive to build our world around him
He's the life in our lines cut us open
You'll see we still
his nose
And Daddy's only happy when he's wearing Mama's pantyhose, yeah
I just lost my job to a God damn robot (Good times!)
Then my dog got in
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
side a son is raised to rule the land
With the fates by his side he has the grace to command
Sisters of fate approach in silence
Sisters of fate define
[Chorus]
(I'm comin'.)
How ya comin', baby?
(I'm comin'.)
This is how I'm comin'.
The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
I know it can be so hard
Livin’ without familyyy
It’s just me and my sisters
We gotta get with the flow of things
We are growin’ older but can’t get
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