Lyrics:
enough to get a good album budget
I need the world to hear my thoughts while I'm allowed to reap from it
I got hit with cannon fire and I survived
I was
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
unreal of a broken king run down by the deals
Come here from the masses and the villages far
Take a good glance at all my victory scars
Diss me I'll toss
a good time
This here's the shit that's hard to come by
This ain't nothing but green vibes
King size joints smokin with the stoney eyes
We all just tryna
stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
standpoint of the music that
I write and I think Varèse would
Have done the same thing
He was hampered by composing at a time
When the electronic facilities
situations like Hibachi in Huaraches
Throw out my block heat, episodes I saw good times
Then I turned into Happy Days for all the Chachis who tried to block
the bedroom, you stand there
Sexy as ever then let down your hair
You can't wait, the pressure builds up to shocks
You're about to be loved by the man Freddie
Product sells, people die
Same manipulation wrapped in lies
Give a little money and play your rock and roll
The biggest prizes to the biggest
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
around the corner
Cause the little motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independent women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that
on
Weatherman watch storms
Cali King Rakaa with a crown
But it got thorns
"Y'all hear me?", "I spit it clearly"
"Time is money, got no time to waste minutes"
spends to set a trend
The good 90s are on the bend
Our lives by minimum end
Idle like a winning man
The gang ends in a man den with the rose kings
Flow
A yo
I wanna take this time to introduce my new artist
King Theodore The Banker
The latest signee
To Dumb Rappers Need Teaching Entertainment
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
Rolls Royces, on my 4th Ferrari
I got everything a dope boy ever wanted
I got everything a dope boy ever wanted
I got everything a dope boy ever
(Hit-Boy)
A divine creature, ran through dimes, divas
I turned blocks to beaches
By the time you see us, we just turned tides even
Cuban chain,
dinner. No nothing
Until this album is finished and I'm done with it
Physically I'm suffering but mentally I'm loving it
What's up
What's good
Guess I gotta
by the code (Scoo oop)
Ricch kinda disappear when I need him but he still my bro
I'm bout all the blessings
You gotta listen
I'm bout all that time
no idea for a career
Uninspired by my peers but I am wiser than my years
At the time my style of rhyme was on the decline
The West Coast at the ball
or the teacher
It's not about a salary
It's all about reality
Teachers teach and do the world good
Kings just rule
And most are never understood
If you
Look ma we go together like throwbacks
And airforce one's i'm a gangsta
That's why i gotta carry 4 guns
Used to be a good girl
Now you my ride-or-die
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