Lyrics:
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They put me on the stage, now I sing my heart all day
Ain't never opened up, so why you think I'm gonna say
I ain't answering today, I
show you before you even start to
Woke up one mornin after a nightmare
Heart full of fear, oh darlin, my dear
A man's got it all, and don't want
Yen1Thowzin
But it’s 1k Mr. Slaughter this time
You feel me
Peep
I don’t waste my breath I speak real shit
Mr. Slaughter not this nice I know
stop
And you can smell just how I'm smokin' when I burn out
And you can catch me ridin' dirty, but my car not
It's love and loyalty until my heart lock
When I get them goons, you in the afterlife by afternoon
My chopper tucked, man, I served that dust, my nigga served that food
Now I'm in my jail
Untitled's gone, yeah there's no plot
It's incredible how big my heart's hole got
Give me a second I'll rap it worth a minute
Give me the odds and I
can have my pride, my body, and my soul
The goddess of the screen once met the president
What happened, well, I’m sure you’ll draw an inference
Cause
gon take our spot
Gone have to pay God to get us stopped
Cuz I won't work for no one else till my heart stops
Sent the heathens All the way to Plymouth
word then maybe
I'll give your ass another chance
3 strikes and you out I'm not playing
This is my heart that you're handling
My heart not paper, your
Romanian man from the Romanian land
They got my boss then the
Romanian can no Romanian scam
I'm so legitimate some I'm
So fit and handsome
I touch your heart
for you
Who would have knew
And here you are
My wish upon a star
This feeling cant get better
Boy I love you with all my heart
You give me motivation
as them
But all that fuel for the fire is what you gave to them
And what you take from them
All my life I know my mum's been working
In and out
L.U.C.I.D for the president 8Ball records what a fine ass establishment actually the government run by the minute men we do it all for hip/hop and rap is my
a thousand, but you worth a thousand commas
I'll be the president, be my michelle obama
You make me crazy girl, they callin me osama
You pump my heart up,
entertainment but it's my life why all
And I can't rewind, fast forward, or press pause
But when you give your all, it's like the fans demand more
And after
as always
When the problems hot
Do not give up
I know it ain't like you
Would you do me a favor
When I'm sitting in my grave cause of heart failure
Early
I'm a flow until my belly hurt
Pimp n**** rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it rough, ooh
Feels like anotha one
Who you be?
Like, I'm always learning
If I feel that you weird, im not confirming
Gotta go, that's tuff if u hurting
I do not care u could tell by the wording
Know
in
You just hurt my heart lil baby use your love like a weapon
Flood my wrist like an iceberg guess how diamonds lil baby can't guess it
20K just for
The day you left my side I ain't show it I was in my bag
When I take her shopping give a f*** bout a price tag
Treat her like a queen like she deserve I
stage shows, so forget about touring
Mad at my team cause my niggas stay scoring
All you gotta do is make a false move and it's warning
My guns bust
New York is back
Muh'fucka I'm the heart and the soul of this
You claim king, but we in control of this
Name another rapper you see on the streets
lights, thats what pops say
Tryna go global over night, give me front page
So tell me, why I’m bothered by this lil’ minutiae
Same reason you wear
I didn't even need her
Break you like glass cus I'm holdin out the heater
This is my class since they all call me teacher
Mr. Zamzow I'll give yo
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