Lyrics:
always got the most to say, me I move 'em out the fucking way
Money up I make it everyday, drop the Lo, I'm stopping by ya place
Little Cartier, she got
enemies they ain't know the mighty tree
I was here to catch the fruit when it falls down on me
Share it with your kinfolk let that game
Seep out your
Oh Evangeline, how the times have gone by
We used to have the same soundtracks of our lives
In the school where boys would fall down at your feet
boy Drizzy
We can flip that line as easy as 1 2 3
The lullaby you sing your victims so they fall asleep
Your music is your pills Cosby
Bet that gave
in-between
Menace got soul like my older's
I guess boy has been over seen
Even the lord knows I'm one outs
Mary on my back if their guns out
Ladies my eyes
(Verse 1)
Let me show you really what is in my brain
Take me to my vision give it frame by frame
It’s a virtual tour
Now you can play my game
If I
Just hit a button Morty, give me a beat
Oh man, okay, alright, um..
I'm a fancy boy, I'm a jack of all trades
I'm a master of the world, oh lord
I'm
Eat forbidden fruits up out the garden
Covid came and left ya boy jobless like tommy
They always let the arts go first
But that's beyond me
Still
I do this for y’all all of my folks that was with me when these niggas prayed on my fall/remember I ain’t have no cake for a plate sniffing bourbon
tell I'm the GOAT
Yeah, get out of my way and see how I roll, let's go
Tell me to leave, I ain't leaving my seat
Got my first check, I'm not rapping for
with my music, reality and my sanity
I'm trying not to fall out
And lately I been feeling distant
Compared to the past I'm feeling the difference
Cause
TheRealist, but I'll lie to ya honor
This is Fat Boy Fall, I might as well be the founder
When I say I'm bout my chicken, that's a double entendre
That's facts,
The violence right beside me and it's just another Friday
I know you heard them gunshots, well boy I heard that gun cock
Somebody on the block went lettin' off
running, running, running by now
But I just hang around, ooh
Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall
get it right
But I'm close
Most of the time
Twenty five to twenty nine
I was makin' it, I was miserable
I moved out by the Hollywood sign
Lived
?
chorus
some boys go by plane and others go by sea
He'll go anywhere with anyone just as long as it's for free
chorus
he's got his eyes
I've got a little girl, though I know it won't be long
Before she finds another boy who will sit her by the fireplace
And sing her a song
It feels
bullet scar
south suicide its like do or die
my nigga came home from a 2 to the 5
nigga pumping on strip selling 2 for 5
dont set up by southside cutie pie
[redneck - as performed by Devin]
Devin, what the fuck you do in here, man?
Oh goddamn, you on that beat bop shit still?
[Devin]
Man, what the fuck
Drinkin' out this wine glass
Tryna make time pass by
I can't lie, it's been seven days with no call
Staring up at this wall
Don't know where this
it's only gettin' bigger?
And the rage it bring out that nigga
But you tame that
Fall back if you got two-syndrome
Cause there is a way to get income
You
in the house or you won't see much of me
But when I'm out I go to Brooklyn just to chill and max
And from my head to my toes I wear all black
No,
the angriest boy
when I was sat into the earth in a stream of guts
By mother nature that green eyed slut
I wasent the first to get forced from a cut
One
Six thirty in the morning, I'd just got to sleep
I felt so tired didn't even count sheep
I woke up with six policemen standing by the bed
The voice
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