Lyrics:
of roulette
Your album don’t sell now you major in debt
I come out the woodwork to kill em all
Listen really you should work
Go get involved
I ain’t tryna
This is music to be murdered by
Got a premonition
I feel the end is near
The beauty starts to fade
My joy has turned to pain
I hear the symphony
and how I was now ready to throw in the towel. He says, you know Elizabeth, A&R's don't know what they're talking about and I've heard your songs
possibly the end?
Watched my brother bust out life
But now he dead but not the spirit you could
Hear from my chest
RIP my league, I cannot breathe
I need
(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
life away, that's a big price to pay
He could've been teachin' his kid how to ride his bike today, stupid
A new rapper by the name of Big Punisher
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
the
Building turn them sprinklers on again
I leave your whole clique wet
Thought we died but now I'm in the born again
Swing my nine again, I ain't finished yet
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,
Ermstar on the Track
Up in the morning by 6
Not on the gram scrolling through pics
But I’m busy writing my album
Makin original shit like Netflix
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
I can never slow
Leveled up to a pro from all the nights I never lost hope
Stood by my approach, leveled up now we on the way to blow
Leveled up from
the album's dropping soon, when they want features on their tunes
I'm the one they're thinking of, yeah I'm the one they're thinking of
Maybe it's cause I'm
of independent artists we don't get the same kind of recognition as big names and don't get as many streams. But, by my calculations it seems as though 18 of our
Said I wouldn't be shit yea
Now look at you
DIDNT wanna be shit
Till that bitch knew that I
Made my own album
Now they like jimmy who
Can't solve all
Beats being me
Rich by 24 now bests being me
Nigga I was just broke now
"When my Album drop bitches gone by it for the picture
And niggas gone buy it
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
on tour, I went to my home
Which is the first first home I’ve ever had
Huh
And I walked around and I said
What am I gonna do now
In this house? Am I gonna
And now coming down the aisle (uh)
Accompanied by no-motherfuckin'-body, it's young Bronny (it's me)
Yeah, steppin' to the plate like Barry with
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
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