Lyrics:
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
for that weight regulated out of state
Four for the guns blowin' getting shit straight
For them bitch ass niggas that hate
And I can tell right now that
Then that goodness is from The Creator
You should be thankful to The Creator for all of that
'Cause I'm not the architect of that
I'm only the,
just usin' you for yo' cash (Good for you)
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It's that time of the year, so I'ma talk about
brought it out of his brother's bag
Thus did we plan for Joseph
He could not take his brother by the king's law as a slave, but that was the will of Allah
audiences
Having such a ball
Victorian life
Wasn't all that good with
Poverty and illness
In each neighbourhood
Years before TV and even radio
The music hall
I don't think that Im looking to bad for a year out of rap
Why's that
Cos I've been printing cash
money on my mind nah I never take naps
I got
Though it's easy for a loser
To be jealous of a winner that's
Just the way that it is
Do you ever look back at
Some of your performances and
Look at your
country so good at
Killing, damn you feeling, for persevering"
That was my truest voice my continent's angst
In a personal story when I
Sang, my audience
friend
Now if you ever need me I will be right there
I ain't going nowhere, for real"
I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix, I'm in love
the clutch
Drop it straight into third here
Catch the axis
And only take the back streets
And if we do it right
We can make it home by last week
You've got
call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've
he could take it out
Tell him that he couldn't he would knock you out
Johnny had a dream and he sought it out
Johnny had a radio and heard all of them
Oh yeah
Baby quick or long
I'm still gonna make it last, oh yeah
She said it's too good, that makes it all bad
She just got back in school
Working
Ya Know)
Eyes closed smoking dro
Mix that Henny with that kush until my body moving slow
Roll it up & take a hit it take me where I want to go
Mane I
daddy's car, she's playing up-town on the stereo
We go cruisin' so close, the way they did long ago
My darlin'
Turn the radio up for that sweet sound
and they're quite good. You know what, why don't you just record them? You could sing them. You could be the artist. There's something called Kickstarter that
livin'
That old jukebox playin' in the background
Takes me somewhere
Back to some ole late night country highway radio
And I got all my friends hangin'
Uh yeah
Yeah you
Uh
Mm-hmm
This for you
Never ever
Uh let them know
Uh
The radio will never change me
Yeah
Or rearrange me
That's a fact
Scandalize
One for the summer
(Yeah one for the summer)
You gotta pump up your radio let's go let's go
See'mon
Take a move
Come back real soon
(It's
That boy got lined by a bitch
The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh
Gotta tighten up a bit
Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh
and take an ad out in the daily Politika
They says for a good time call this Ecuador slash Venezuelan chica
Next day at the airport meeted by a greeter who
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
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