Lyrics:
to bro
cctually Slide that shit to me
I been switching up my calendar can't work from 10-3
I been followed by some crowds that got u running back for
lemonade yea I still been in the mix
People switchin up the vibes in here like we ain't never did
Seeing days up on the calendar fly by like it's the wind
gambling that’s just how I’m living
Shh
On the phone with Larry Jackson trying to change this culture that we come from
Our babies dying too young
They
Rhinestone butterfly sittin on my chest
And I don't depend on niggas mayne I say that with my chest
I′ma young queen get some more nothin less
I′m the only
pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if
be anything then it's that nigga
Album ain't complete until I play the shit for that nigga
And by the smile on his face now it's a wrap nigga
Stop
Braveheart is what I’m on the brink of
Cause when you picture king
I’m the image that you think of
Young Van Riebeek
Check the sample on the thumbnail
You
coffins time after time
Young guns on the come up never learn
Always gunning for my shine
I need to applaud whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword
bless you like you just sneezed
I think you niggas know by now I do this shit with ease
Man, everything I ever made a fuckin' masterpiece
I'm
known to rock
You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
Ladies they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
How nigga?
My last album was
I select
Can be a higher threat then a man in a private jet
Flyin by ya set goin dumb fast,
Since Pun passed I ain't found an MC to admire yet
My
rocking microphones
Sin, sin
Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes,
couldn't tell by your demeanor
And your court serving love like a young Serena
Your take on this situation's astonishing
No one cares about irrelevant
and breathes
Is written on an album sleeve
She can tell you who's hot
Who will make it and who will not
[Chorus:]
She loves to hear the music
She's got
kinda struggling just by myself
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
But,
out page by page
And it’s a book where typos were not my only mistakes
But I’m young
I mean I’m only 21
So I can rewrite my shit because it’s only begun
Drive-by aus TT
Komm' wie Gattuso und ich wie Dembélé
Fick' Yin Kalle weg und ich press' das auf CD
Bruder, Bruder, ich sag' dir, bis jetzt wunderschön
flav
I’ll be in your city I’ll be on the way
Catch a body nigga andele
Nina on the hip hanging by the waist
Got another album on the way
What I gotta say
Yeah, I feel I've been doing
This for a lifetime
But y'all still don't know my name
But you gon' learn today
It all started back in 1994 boy
A young
outta this
Neighborhood tryna take em all for this mile and shit
I wana fuck em all if they taking I'll take em out of it
I'm just a young nigga
na celé mesto
V ktorom som porobil tak veľa zverstva
Ja mám view na celé mesto
V ktorom som porobil tak veľa zverstva
Že by 20 albumov ani náhodou
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
stop
Cause its 187 on a muthafuckin cop
And ya stripes will get took quick, bust ya damn dick
By a reckless young black pit
Indo or tai, nigga lets get
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