Lyrics:
a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda,
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
a nightmare in disguise
I've tried so hard to stay away
But somehow I end up returning
'Cause I'm so uncertain
You've always been there by my side
Sometimes I
Pack on me like all day
Bundle drops thats all Zsa
Dicking cops in a alleyway
I'm a hustler by the way
Hit me up if you need a play
Its the trap I ain't
the same bad luck for far too long|Always singing the same sad song|Now it feels like I'm moving along|Waitin' on my luck to change||It's always sunny up
moment I'm thinking of you
You can make a day go by like a song
Or seem centuries long
Every little moment I'm lonely without you
Every little moment I
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
I'm from where the streets test you
Niggas mix business and pleasure
Where the cocaine measure
The narcotics is our product
The by-product, you walk
could be lonely with you
Life is not a love song that we like
We're all broken pieces floating by
Life is not a love song we can try
To fix our broken
It's hard,
It's so hard
And it's a lonely planet joy
When the song from from the other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
And I'm
1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And you could get long dick Hip Hop affection
I damage any MC who step in my direction
I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard
Niggas
you, I don't find the shit funny
You need management, not an amateur pimp
Who don't know what to do, when the money ain't cool
I'm a hustler, I
I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore
Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.
A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G
So all hail
Running in the darkness, you slip but carry on
Summoned by soft voices, eyes glow red at dawn
Listen now, as shrieking specters beckon you to rise
but I gotta jet outta court
I'm sipping lean by the quart
In a hemi that bitch got a whole lotta torque
On a island I sit by the Beach in the heat got
on my bended knees
I feel like I've been run over by a truck
I don't care much about anything
I'm happy to sing
I'm lacking the passion to do
take a picture
You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gone be
Traumatized by shit I seen or heard
But making it just fine
Still question it like why?
Why you always call me when you're lonely?
Why you never call me when
know that I need her
I be lonely
Solely Lonely
So I'm popping these xans
Trynna get in your pants
But you just want my bands
I'm solely lonely
Push start
windows down G's up
Riding in the top drop, with the music up
The windows down, screaming he's up
I'm a hustler by nature, its in my blood
Steady chasing
windows down G's up
Riding in the top drop, with the music up
The windows down, screaming he's up
I'm a hustler by nature, its in my blood
Steady chasing
Helen
Helen, Helen, Helen, Helen
Helen, Helen, Helen, Helen
Welcome to my island home
Yea
Wake up with a smile cause I'm just so happy
Happy for
can't think about the new year
And I won't write another song for you, honey
But I'm still wishing
Every single second
I'm wishing you were here
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
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