Lyrics:
a big ass lesson we all go through
Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you
They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since
joints you pray was next to your bed
No pimp shit it's just me I done found my stride
Impact like Ultron nigga then the town will rise
My dream is big
album was in store
La ba dam, ba da ba da ba dam
With Humanity
So my man Big C's on keys
And Emaginario on guitar strings
An extempo not supposed to be
Bitch don't come near me if you don't know what I'm bout
Big shark in the pond and I'm swimming with the trout
Try to get on my nerves try to make me
I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah,
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son, don't say a word, yo
(Don't say a word) keep it quiet, son
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm rap's dirty little secret that they
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Watch the shit that come,
Out your mouth.
You don’t know what you,
Talkin bout.
Run ya lips about,
My home town.
War like Thor,
I bring
I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little lady right by my side
Takin' it easy, yeah still waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple
much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little lady right by my side
Takin' it easy, yeah still waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
This is a song
About best friends
John Roy
Was a boy I knew
Since he was three
And I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me
The only
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was 2
Grew up 2 little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda ripened
Three motherfucker roll into town they think they'll make it big in Hollywood
fat motherfuckers running around make them feel so safe at home
They
had
'Cause it had been so long, my catalogue was like a ghost town
But now I'm dropping album after album, I can't slow down
My pockets gettin' fat
don't never come fake
I'm 'bout to hit Dove Way, just past Troy's
I'm dippin' by myself, I'm 'bout to call up my boys
I pass up the corner I see some
an interview
He's only in town today
Always a little bit overdressed
Much more than I thought he'd be
High heel shoes and day glow dress
Ain't seem strange
your hand and leap across the border
Give a little gas and ride off towards higher ground
Make a piece of heaven near some old forgotten town
And let
and
Leap across the border
Give a little gas and ride
Off towards higher ground
Make a piece of heaven near
Some old forgotten town
And let the world
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It
would come raining on down
Turning up the volume on my little town
You know it'd
Bring to mind that radio high
With the waves passing by
And the songs
I been popping my shit since preschool
I'm a little off, got some loose screws
Never capping in my raps
Lying for some streams
I said what I said
that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making
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