Lyrics:
involves me comin' up with just to see another day
Might be me who bites the bullet
In these streets where a man journey
With crooked cops and a society
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house
the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
Jessica Alba put her breasts on my
the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
Jessica Alba put her breasts on my
the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
Jessica Alba put her breasts on my
classic shit
I like to ride around with a plastic fifth
I love to melt ya
I love them underground S-Q albums
Haters love to get you twisted
But I love
To come back for me/
Gave my first my last/
This journeys was a long one/
Thats why my first album’s
A comeback story
Artist/ writer
Mek
Socials:
I'm coming for your jugular
Make ya move with it
Who did it
Drop an album coming soon with it
Gimme two minutes I can write a movement
Get my
shoes (slime)
Came-came equipped it with the loot (slatt-slatt)
21, that's who (slatt-slatt)
Your bitch'll probably slide by the two (slime)
You ran
So
You've decided to embark on a journey by listening to this album
I hope you're ready for it
I've spent alot of time, alot of mental effort into it
I'm on the move, can't stop me if you try
Coasting on now baby, it's just me myself and I
Cause I'm on the move, every step is by design
It's only up
[Chorus: chevy]
I'm on the move, can't stop me if you try
Coasting on now baby, it's just me myself and I
Cause I'm on the move, every step is by
forward
Props they never gave it up, so we takin' it by force
I'm the wrong one to be playin' with
I'm the wrong one to be prayin' for
am not Jerry Springer
Side by side Rihanna
Any way through the window
Black on Black with the Regalia
And my Album dioxin like Tilapia
Cos when my
Waltzed into the door, at Duffy's Gun Store
Breezed up the floor, with my buddy Brenton
For us fun was checking out guns
The agenda today, one by
Heard the album, realized it won’t hurt if I kill a few
Cos I’m a rapper with real stories that inspire few
People those who listen through and never skip
Area's dense with the flow from the sentence
Engine powered by five hundred horses
Press by a threat of joint forces
For emcee's who spit rap
to keep it by my side
Waited for the perfect time
Finally thinking we can ride
Imma die with my integrity
Leading them with empathy
Inevitably gonna do
These verses I compile
A journey through the song
Walking every mile
With every beat I pray
Let my faith not be hollowed
Guided by the word
This path I
Multi-Platinum albums and sold out shows
Years on the periphery plying my trade with fakes notes
Bars ah soap and shot'in ounces of coke
And way back then that
in the system
Diminished by intentions, I was riddled with inflictions
Stayed steady with the pen, emotions always written
Enough with the lovin' I've
This isn't your average song
This isn't your average song
Your average song is three minutes long with a consistently smooth groove
a catchy tune
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
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