Lyrics:
yeah
She had a vibe I could vibe with
But while we was flyin'
I had to go sit by the pilot
'cause she smelled like Rikers Island
Straight mack, straight
state; pen
Everything I know because it medicates
"When the album gonna drop?" Calm down I'mma set a date
Drawn out. Long drought. Match in a bed of hay
and thank you Wes
I’ve had friends in the past but you guys are the best
No matter how much shit, always stuck by my side
Through the mud, through the egg,
and paper airplanes
And rare records
He had around a million and sixty
To change America through music was his hope
And to make some money because he was
done but we rolling it out in 2024
My first album made by brothers I met in year 7
What the fuck man
How is this all not already written
It's 6:19 right
your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
a woman, but really a man
Mentally ill, but they’re calling it "trans"
Saw Russell Westbrook, I don't understand
Take off that dress and go put on some pants
to the ocean
Fucked her by the ocean
I stack cheese bitch
I got motion
Energy Rare
Too Rare
I told them
Energy Too
Rare
I told them
I told them
Momma Taurus
that in the rhyme kit
But that shit came from sacrifice
Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen)
Yeah
Someway somehow, I
called Everything's Bleeding, and I scrapped it, and I replaced it with Broken to Not Get Too Far Caught
But the four tracks I made for that album, they're
need to be free
I can pay for everything that's on you
So everything is on me
Got them girls gone Cindy Lauper, Gaga and a little Blondie
If you
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
took it as you weren't happy
But that's not my position
But later on you're going on
About how things are going better
Even said you asked your girl
ago I would've had to pull up some strings to get these things
But since I'm picking up and everything
I'm gone have the biggest wave you ever seen me
I don't know. Just a thought
They say money running everything, money run the world
Money running up the business, money chatting up your girl
Money
ends
Lost Boyz being found in Lex coups, Bimas and Benz
East Coast, West Coast unite, let's keep it tight
And everything's gonna be alright
But hold
Hate me because I'm pretty
Making sense, out-rapping fifty
Bought her those, think they sexy
Fit my raps, they so perplexing
It's just my way
Hate me because I'm pretty
Making sense, out-rapping fifty
Bought her those, think they sexy
Fit my raps, they so perplexing
It's just my way
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
ain't no sense in me
Lying as if I am a different man
And I could blame my environment but
There ain't no reason why I be buying expensive chains
Hope
ain't no sense in me
Lying as if I am a different man
And I could blame my environment but
There ain't no reason why I be buying expensive chains
Hope
don't want to start
Any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humor
And when I die
I expect to find Him laughing
Girl
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