Lyrics:
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)
Paparazzi spots me in the lobby of my high rise
I hide behind my shades because the fame is blindin' my eyes
My god, I
middle tennessee
Got a dog that can track down anything
And a woman i swear was sent to me by god
I keep my king james in the king ranch
Knees down, head
at the waves again
In my head without a care
You'll find me in my happy place
We all need solace sometimes
A place to rest our minds
When troubles start
to town
I patched the wheels and I watered 'em down
Keep her in shape so she'll be fine
To haul my cotton come pickin' time
Haul my cotton come pickin'
opened my eyes
And now I'm so happy and free
I've got my friends by my side
And that's all that matters to me
So, come on, get up and join in
'Cause
a fly by
With the number one star
In the world is my
Hitting up the tarmac
I'm a Super Spy
Like James Bond with a private eye
For the best eloquent is how
the trouble and the pigs keep pursuin' me (Ey)
And I keep on movin' on, keep on doin' me (Ey)
Chillin' with my runnin' rebels in unity (Ey)
I'm pursuin' all my
married what is he talking about?"
But he sat down and he talked to me
And my son said in the most MATURE voice that I ever heard come out of his mouth
I'm
Cotton Candy Smoke
Niggas choke
Yea I come for throats
Aint no comfort inn
Wit my pen
Im like Roanoke
Like the Hi-C
Eyes, super high, beamed
Yes
my ways
Yes my wrist lit, and yes I'm rich, bitch
And that's word to Rick James (I'm rich, bitch)
I stay in my lane (skrrt)
I drink away my pain
the 9th inning
Keep your eyes on the ball when you swingin
Don't be confused, don't be fooled by the wind-up
Start switchin your position, make your mind up
my call,
I told the Lord Yes, things got real bad,
Can you serve me in this was the question asked.
2nd Chorus:
I keep dreaming,
Yea I keep dreaming,
see me
Them bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a nigga gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a frame up, tryin' to keep
like a jet she guitar with the neck
Go in raw when she wet gimme paw like a pet
She sending heart eyes she fell in love wit the sex
She blowing up my
see me
I heard a snicker, a laugh, I take a look at the evenin' news
An' see a n**** gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a frame up? Tryin'
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
my body and down in my spirit
Keep that shit away cuz I don't wanna hear it
The thought of me rhyming just get my heart racing
And get the blood
In order for me to be happy
I need to let some of these so called conspiracies out in my poetry
Because there's some truth to these things, you may
they will call me Young Chazza, when I go mad
We keep on working one day the fake shits go dropping out
My rhymes like James Ward prowse
Your song turn
the fuck alone"
Poured some acid on brain, might’ve burned a couple chromosomes
And now the Universe is singing to me
Eye got some fairies in my ear,
they
of him, I Believe, and I'll ride when it's hard
And I won't get distracted, keep my eyes on the cross
To follow His steps, in God, the blind that are lost
and follow me
I don't care
Where you hands are going be
We're in trouble,
That's all I ever do
We're gonna run, run, run
Till the lights go down
James Dean
These walls that surround me
Built up by knowing those around me
So lost and no one found me
My eyes closed against the wind that blows against me
It's
to fight this fight
You keep on tellin' me you're not afraid of me
But I can tell by the way that you look at me
Always the little ones
With the fight in
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