Lyrics:
I'm goin' to the top when my album drops
The caucasian sensation is never gonna stop
Or get got cept by way of gettin copped
I'm gonna be flipped
indiscernibly
So, what the fuck you want from me?
I'm told it's in vogue
To sell one's soul
I'm cheap and in vain
Won't deal with you again
I got lost, but
a million follows on the gram
See I ain't with the free smoke, that's what you got Drake for
I like my hoes to be low-key, like my safe doe
Rappers act 100
gon' win today
Think I seen my future
Baby mama up at Chick Fil-A
Tell them niggas
Put they album out
We blow that shit away
You need a reminder how
a person to have and you should rethink that
I really relate to their uh
Their album Pinkerton I really
The lyrics really speak to me
I think you should
you check the oil and try her transmission
I don't care what happens to me
I don't care what happens to you
Restraining order blues
Drove by
never called me back
You never called me back, Yeah, yeah
All of these thoughts that I had
Aint even know I was doing bad
Till the time went by and I
slight work
Even give you a baby baby that's slight work
By any means we gone get it get it that's slight work
Damn you held me down I was hitting rock
trusted
Crazy how the time pass
Crazy how the time pass
Crazy how the time pass by when you're not that shy and you caught that vibe
She was crazy with her
us some of the rumors that have emerged since the release
Of that album, and some of the things you've been through
[Lil' Rob]
Well let me put it like
And pray when it's over; like when ya album ends
It was this rap shit, and made me famous
Pushed me from the rear, and tried to break me anus
That was
ears
So you can’t believe everything you hear
Don’t place tricks by my heart so they never get near
Mixup chicks played a part in the lyrics that you
you should leave me 'lone
I told my dogs that I'd never changed
Even though I been selling out
Me and you, we were never cool
What the fuck we
People been asking me where is the tape
Now that you heard it, like what do you think?
Made that shit perfect, could never be perfect
Bitch I'm
mom
Fluids flowing through your body got you burning warm
Go on let me slide inside I love the way that you ride
Know you feeling the vibe by the screw
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
and other niggas that ball
Took the L but my lesson was learned
If you ain't got it by the 1st or 2nd time you gone burn on the 3rd because
Mama told me these
you trying to cope
You didn't learn from the first chick bro
I'll die for my respect
If your actions display dis in front of that
Then at any distance
that just to get to today
You and this bad chick puffin' away
But you know how the haze be
Make em talk crazy
But she dont understand why you laugh when
single
So when the album came and drop Name that motherfucker pringles
See i'm king of the jungle
Bring me no fevers
Corona made you go inside
Couldn't get
the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
(I been tryna call you all day, motherfucker, where you at?)
I'm on 7 Mile, what the fuck was that?
Damn, somebody
the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
(I been tryna call you all day, motherfucker, where you at?)
I'm on 7 Mile, what the fuck was that?
Damn, somebody
Riding with bags and bricks (yeah)
And my lil' nasty chick (yeah)
That's what I asked of Him
Told me He'd grant my wish
You dance with the Devil
and run up
You livin' good, go 'head and throw a one up
Scream out, blat-blat-blat-blatow, how ya like me now?
My nigga Funeral Fab told be back in '03
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