Lyrics:
You should watch your mouth lil homie or I'll get you hit
If you don’t wanna hear my story, then just plug your ears
Late at night, took a life, left
experience with
Mental illness inform this album?
I don't know about mental illness
But I'm a sad bitch sometimes that's
The shit I'm more attracted to
So
clearly"
"Time is money, got no time to waste minutes"
This ain't play time, we don't waste time
"Time is money"
My style's like crackhouse and how
I hit
sung
Album number 2
Be on the way, East L.A
Straight to Brooklyn
SoHo, SoCals, what we aim
I don’t work to live
I live to work on all my own terms
After
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Manipulated by common thought to change you think you'd better not
You're terrified (don't be afraid) for they can't cross you're palisade
And now it's time
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
tell all my freaks
At the studio, bitch don't bother me
Its all about the funk, live bass
Trinity, MPC, JV-2080, dump some chords with the vintage
Yeah! That's the beat right there.
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit.
So don't try this at home yo.
Yo yo yo
force
And yes my name is Martin but I feel more Malcolm
Hit you with darts, the album before the album
Split you apart, I grind but still allude
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
here, Lord let us live
Don't hate my hood just hate my shine
We coming out we on our grind
We live real down here, Lord let us live
We coming outta
don't ask
She say I won't tell a soul
We live by the code live by code we we live by the code
Won't tell a soul
We live by the code live by code we we
a little too late
And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song
Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
mad at me
Because they didn’t see my views
Grab the hottest album out and re do it
That’s a goddamn power move stupid
You foolish
Don’t know shit about
(This is how we do) don't burn the sky
Hope a nigga don't burn his eye
(This is how we do)
Uh, lemme show you how to fly
We gon' live 'fore we learn
but the fans was with me
Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and they still don't get me
I didn't
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it
Here's a generic love song
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the hoe nigga section
Go get injected with
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