Lyrics:
Walk by faith, you appear
I've gotta live in stereo
I quit, I fold, I'm done
Trying to scale Everest
Sherpa-less
Ain't fun
The best-laid plans
like about yourself makes you interesting, I know for sure you will always be by my side cos that's the typa person you are, you never fold with those
like about yourself makes you interesting, I know for sure you will always be by my side cos that's the typa person you are, you never fold with those
She just wants a bag with a bag
I just wanna be up in my bag
She wants louis
She wants fendi
She can get it cause she bad
She said o t you know you
and place
But there will be a time and place
And I'ma smoke his ass..
Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up,
the reason
French blow up
If Ray. J
Never smashed Kim.K
She will never be famous
She be flipping burgers
Dr.Phil
Ain't a real doctor
I herard such
you're driven by ambition
But it's bad to be belittled by police; fight brutality
When will we ever see a world without white supremacy?
No need to trade
see an early grave
I ain't sayin he innocent but that nigga was my age
Now you locked up, now they got you in a cage
That's two lives cut short by
hand so close to that brass ring
Had to realize being on my own, ain’t such a bad thing
Now I’m the type to cock back on the beat and get to blasting
I
They will drop you and won't be missin your presence
I'm the curse
Young Cee he the present
It don't work nigga give us the weapons
When you murk from
don't come easy it might be a set up
When we get the lead we applying the pressure
Foot on they neck and we ain't never gone let up
Feel like a movie
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
ain’t talking about the wall by Mexico
No I’m bout to let em know
Since you wanna talk about the wall, ok let’s talk about it
Let’s talk bout Barrack
it was two of us in all
Then it'd be simpler, but it ain't really felt the same since then
Don't know if I can't, or I won't let myself feel it
"Oh
Now the young lady I was tellin you about, I ain't tell you her name
But eh - well eh - we call her Technic
'Cause she be makin moves, you know I'm
This a bad one
Get a band
Finna make a bag
In the back shawty gone
Keep me up
This one will be bad
If I blow sumn
It's damn
Finna make it back
I
thru, easily, Ab-Soul the new Eazy-E
Talking shit, leave him be, I'm chiefing weed, watching DVDs
Eatin' 5 star meals in my home
My crib look like Johnny
you with that
You with that let's go
Just give me two yellow bones with cute faces
Gotta be bad can never be basic
TV screens is looking like Matrix
nappy and too harsh
Strike 3, you can never be better than us
You ain't American, you're just another black man in America
Alone he stands this man from
Bad
It’s Not So Bad
Dear Mister “I’m Too Good To Read Your Letters Abraham”
This will be the last package I send you man
It’s been 6 Months and still no
know
That there aint nobody I'm fooling
Wanna know why
Wanna know why
So low
Is it really such a bad thing to be wrong
So low
Is it really such a bad
on the TV
You might see me on a poster, see me at a show
But you won't see me for free, boy, this ain't no promo
Actin' all shamed now
Wherever you be
man, young man, there will never be time
Devil workin overtime, makin sure there's no time
Young man, young man, young man
If you still don't know me,
to be a better man
Never did I understand what I had
My attitude mad, young and bad
Fila, Levis still sportin' the sag
Walkin' the streets,
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