Lyrics:
is this a movie?
Nuh this is a story that's narrated by the liquor
As seen through the eyes of the man in the mirror
Motivated on the out inside it's
I don't flaunt
The shit hit different when you come from the swamp
I told myself I'm my only comp
DMX whatchu bitches want
Don't be phony no reason
with a foreign broad
That's long winded, paper long, and you taking long, you just don't get it
Hung the phone up and Satan, told me want a song with
force you to close, I warn you, I don't need it
I told, that I really feel something brilliant in your living
You are fulfilling my living; I'm willing
this man aye, fuck the rules..
Fuck they kennel, grab these niggas by they roof!
They let me loose
Aye!
I got
A money problem...
Yeah that chick that you
ain't know I like to tuck it
He runnin' with a pack, mess around and get that buck hit
Keep them by the pair, I don't like no loose chick
Hitta's out here
brother
I think the chick's talkin' 'bout me so I'd better go 'n see
I'm hip that she knows a horn is very best to greet you
That's the reason I'm
I told you in the beginning
That no one can save me
This is freestyle on the mic and I’m doing it easily (Bitch)
No one can save me, no one can save
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
aint never ever been
With a girl like
I'm hoping
Said
This love ll
Survive
Move in
Smooth
I love the way you glide
Need a chick
Like you
Yeah right
By
that ya won't do then
You niggas not my crew and you couldn't slide with the kid
I told my mama I need a break from the campus life
Cause i ain't
plumin'
Boy you got me hot, fumin'
We all make mistakes we human
Aye, BeePax, Jos Beats name a better duo
Wait, sounding like a trio
Singing to your chick
four, from when you fell off in the road"
At that point, he looked at her face and he froze
She told him hold on, it's something she gotta show him
She
get that ass in a hospital
Wrapped in cast from head to toe
This boy he real!
Racing those candy Sevilles through Dixie Hills
My car do wheelies they
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still
you don’t think so, you ain’t carin’
No opinions, only facts here
Only facts are what I’m sharin’
There’s a thing we have in common
I hope that you
Sky-Pie Century 21 (Words and Music by Peter Watts © 2022)
Now, daddio, you gotta listen!
You don't know, man, and neither do I, oh no!
I'm gonna
bling bling'n
Either haven't heard the album or they don't know English
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
To be the meaning
A Young Sinatra, that was undeniable
Who welcomed you to forever while Under Pressure
And told you The Incredible True Story of Bobby Tarantino
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all
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