Lyrics:
I'm somethin'
I hope you think that you're somethin' too
Scufflin', I been up that lomesone road
And I seen a lot of suns goin' down
Oh, but trust
showed
Now I'm alone til I hear a knock at the door
I look and its you
You take off your clothes you know how it goes
When sun goes down
You'll be gone but
the garbage in the snow
But that's not what I'm here to tell you about
I'm here to talk about the draft
They got a buildin' down in New York City called
I'm bout to make a name for us
Down down that long road we go
so much time gone by been on my own
3 shots from the chrome leave ' em on the floor
Bouta
down like a hoe nigga
OG Boobie black I'm a fa sho nigga
I find out where its at I kick a door nigga
You niggas pussy niggas y'all be in the streets
I'm
nights lights
I've been on the road like a road-runner
I don't even own a pair of kicks but I'm so stunning
Three strikes and I do the dash like wifey
Sunk cost of substances I'm fiending
Got me fucked up
Got me blacked out in the corner
Out the door in early morning
Get ahead of today's scoring
By
Six by nines through theses door panels
Make a bunch of noise
I'm mobbin' on these back
Streets and city blocks
Middle finger every cop
Chevy block
back to the wall, I still find my way out, I'm too strong
(I've been down this road too long, I've been down this road too long,)
I've been thinkin' bout
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
Sunshine gon' come with rainy days, Codiene take the pain away
Kobe at the three, while down by two, Dwayne gon' fade away
I know they hate I made
lil wonders iam on a quest
walkin down the road again dudaduda
hey kids im searching for the truth of life were do i go hu do i see
they sed slow down
Felt like my body had left me and all that's left was a ghost
Threw out a dozen of donuts and bolted straight for the door
Sped down the 48 road and made
Cookin' up yae in the pure form of a rock
This is how we clock, stroll up on my block
Three in the morning po-po at my door
I'm wonderin' if
I'm blessed
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars
They want me by the road holdin' up cardboard
So
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
check the remix
See the level I'm on they wanna be on
'Cause I'm a star and I shine like neon
Lyrically gun a man down like Leon
And he’s a battyboy
So
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
I'm breaking it down (Stupid) a scam
I heard that boy running
Around with the packs
So I'm taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
at the Carny grounds
And they getting swallowed by their very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clowns because we need
Three little piggies to make a piggy
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
"Yes, Sir," "Yes, Ma'am" or "Jesus" on FM
Hell, I hope I'm in Heaven by then
No, I don't wanna go today but I don't wanna live
Down here at a place
Waits For No One
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
I want to capture the moment
I‘m going to live for today
tomorrow’s never what we
thought
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