Lyrics:
house did
Fuck land, I'm fly today
First class if I fly
Credit card ain't mine
Don't know how I'm getitn' back
But in luxury I arrive
iPhone in my baby
I never had a father figure
I was raised by the thugs
And the drug dealers
- That's why I love niggas!
Until they place me in my casket
Guess I'll be
indirecting and slying
Lot of these MCs
Thinking they're gonna get rich but
They all die tryin'
War me, record me lights, camera, action
Who produces anthem
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
The shit you say in your raps
Gets you booed every battle
How dare y'all compare to mine
But don't Barry remind us of Sanders?
then a record suggest it
I'm droppin' bombs, but I stay peace and calm
Any MC that disagree with me wave your arm
And I'll break, when I'm through
then a record suggest it
I'm droppin' bombs, but I stay peace and calm
Any MC that disagree with me wave your arm
And I'll break, when I'm through
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
And I'll rise
Let's compromise
Or else
I'll hop a plane
With my guys
QDIII said
It ain't all good
When you sign with a record label
Who ain't
Had
that's
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Nigga you hating, but they bringing lessons on lessons
Nigga you joking, you funny
You said i'll never gon make
talkin' goin' up, same niggas downin' (downin')
Same reason I don't brin' none of these niggas around me
She know I got a family still want to record me
the Source of Forbes
I don't give a fuck who won an award
On stage tryin' to thank God I'll chop ya' tongue off wit' a sword
Let they blood pour all
to keep playin' with me, I'll ignore it
Try to break me, sign off, I'll endorse it
Once I had a good heart but that was before it
Turned to this, but I
Smoking weed, true indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca neez
Check it out
Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
that's produced by Shorter simply
Got so many records, that's a record, call up Guinness, B
And yes I love my friends, but I adore all my enemies
Got so
You think you won, but you lost
Talking all that and you finna pay the cost
Now you know I am on top
She want smoke, I'll show 'em what it cost
(You
and I see a person frightened
Grab him by the collar, throw him into the Mercedes
With a super groovy record and a little time for Daisy
I don't focus
tapes around the store
Told you I was by the block, hit the alley through the yard
All the tapes was blocking me, felt like video record
Just to catch you
laughin', they tell me I'll never get out
I'm just tryna be me, I am nobody else
I don't care what you think, I'm just being myself
So I guess for now
meant it
All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon
Fuck the system, I'm that
rhymes so you could take mines
You fellas can't shine
I take time, great lines from a great mind
Was under wraps but now youngin's back
Pittsburgh's front
[Toxic]
Check this out ya dig?
You've vome to the last and final record
Toxic gettin crunk on you hoes
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve The Guitar Man
a lifestyle, but they treat it like it's a trend
Man, they like "koopa tell me where the hell you been"
Man, I been dealin' with family, and takin' care of ben
cause I'm laying on my ass like a big slob
But everywhere I go I get rejected
They won't hire a motherfucker with a jail record
So the least I could
up frequencies, windows fog right back over
Straight back to the basement, and motherfuckin' riddling
But all for the benefit, muhfukka' send that shit
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