Lyrics:
It's such a fine balance
You have to be someone that
You can wake up and think, I am a God
But by the time, but by the time you finish your cereal
I copped a house on the hills on the west side
I'm out in Cali smokin', shorty, we blazin'
Kept a hunnid, hunnid strong on the east side
Hit
the district, pay a visit to Jac-o-b
I like my diamonds colored, watch is smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels and the white man love it
I'm too
the district, pay a visit to Jac-o-b
I like my diamonds colored, watch is smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels and the white man love it
I'm too
a coincidence
Like feeling guilt stricken by your innocence
In a sense im livin in my second childhood
Don't pay a lick of rent, where I eat, sleep
And shit
'm DJ Red Alert I'm finna mix the purp
I'm finna mix the lean I don't do no Xans I don't do no Percs
I was sellin' shirts I was sellin' sleeves like it's
fast they grow
I came to know about his likes and his dislikes (yeah)
Video games, taught him how to ride his first bike (that's it)
This is the life
worry it'll all be fine
They set up their life
One box at a time
A few years later
They had a baby girl
Nine months and eighteen years flew by so fast
It
confusing
What am I doing?
I rock hoodies and jackets
Blowing hundreds and thousands
We got purp by the oz
They got ye by the mountains
In these billion
I don't trust trust no more
I don't believe in love no more
How come it at ain't a us no more
From a hundred down to zero like that
I'm alive but I
(All my racks)
When they came back the packs, I had to tax
Yeah, yeah, First hundred dollars got it saved, yeah, yeah
First hundred dollars got it
should just live in a nut house
Right now, I live in an igloo (yeah)
And I'm not chillin' the fuck out
Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild
girlfriend's a boss like I'm Decay
Yeah, I lick shots for my DJ
And I'm still getting guap in my CK's
Big whip I'm underground parking, that's word to the fob
is like livin in breakbeat hell
You try to knock me off the ladder kid the fatter I swell
It don't matter turnin liquid into wine by design
Not
'm comin' like I'm Jay-Z back in '03
I just put another a hundred up I could of bought another AP
Fucked a hundred off with Elliot (I did)
But you already
these secrets
Know you better than you do
So why's it so hard (Yeah)
You tear me apart (Like)
Woah woah
By now i'm so numb to the pain,
I don't think i
my shit
Walk on the scene, now they all want a flick
Give me the mic, I'ma turn up this bitch
Like, aye
Thanks Tai
In other news
There's No Limit
gone for the day, I'm by myself
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer
Hoping that they show up 'cause what I'm about to do to 'em
Would make
on a birthday cake
I’m a problem like 104 divided by 8
Multiply it by infinity manifest the trinity
Represent the holy ghost God grant me serenity
To accept what
heads we bust
See nigaas like us
Uh uh we can't be trust
We come to your crib
I mean we come to your house
We knock on your door
We put the gun in
Homicide, hard body
Something like kamikaze Do drive-bys in the mazi
Pay cash, no deposit
Run it up for the summer
Run it up for the winter
Run it up for
my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic cords to double helixes
And show them what I'm made of
I buckle
The king of the land but no one wrote down what he said
I'm mining rhymes like I'm mining ores
Striking with exciting lines like its mighty thor
I'll mighty
Your house was very small
With wood chip on the wall
When I came 'round to call
You didn't notice me at all
And I said, "Let's all meet up in
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