Lyrics:
give my whole life to this, and the best to me
This my story
My story, yeah
This my story, yeah
Let's get it
Fast forward till like 09
Street life, wild
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
in yo head, is my electricution
But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
And fuck +The Law+, 'cause I'm bustin my gat
And I'm wanted by y'all,
Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
Knew I had to move
But the lightning strike hit
2022
Bout to switch my life quick
And back to killin shit
Back to me sinner
But feel like I'm innocent
Back to me actin like I just don't give a shit
Tellin my story but will they remember
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
album
I saw my flaws
Unlike the first verse, this time
Something was on ground
Like baking a cake
(You gotta make good use of the flour)
Wanna stand
much in the end
As today, the day of my reclamation of my own story
Not for you, or from anybody really
I sit by the white gray windowsill and smile
fans screaming loud
I went to the show it’s 15 niggas in the crowd
Like how the fuck I’m supposed to make it
People ain’t even playin’
My latest album
mami knowing what you think of
A mermaid serenade while your back gets rubbed
Mesmerized in a trance as I watch baby dance
She like joy in my hands got
a life surrounded by my day one mains
Never redact my story, I just bathe and bask in the glory
From night through morning, Yall scandalous And predatory
Welcome to my album, I hope you stay long
I was gonna name this one Growing Pains, but
Then I found a toilet dumped by the railroad
So we took
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
one by one
You are the dancer, I am the night
Together the magic flows
We find the music
The story of our song
We're not about to let it go
Chasing
doubt that is what he said
Then I told them about my album
That is inspired by their stuff
They even blessed the title
Almost is never enough
They said
not the one, I represent His Son
The red letters in my hand were signed by royalty
The red letters in my hand are not just stories see
The red let us
magical night
Ohoo oh oh oh
We're caught in a moment, it feels so right
With you by my side, we'll take flight high
Ohoo oh oh oh
You and I, dancing in
when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talking plug talk
On my last album I explained it (I explained it)
With a fork telling you let
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
why' hear?
Now you heard my story in stereo:
About the pimpin' game, that you should know.
And if you don't, it's alright,
'Cause I'll be spittin'
stirring the nothing in my stomach
That emptiness sprawling
Sending me crawling through the curving wreckage
I did not yet understand was wrought by my own
you can keep crying
Dampen my shoulder, douse my soul through too
The hurt bleeds out of your heart beat
That’s tender truth
I'm absorbed by your story
Drawn to you, an Eskimo kiss on my mind,
A whimsical notion, a kind gesture, one of a kind.
How much would you be entertained, by this playful bliss?
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