Lyrics:
come and see
Knew I'd be the greatest
Since my infancy
Yeah I'm fresh as fuck
Ladies call me Mr. Clean
I swear it's in my genes
With the crew and we're
that
And if you speaking on my name
I hope you state facts
I hope you state facts
I wore my heart out on my sleeve
Then put that bitch in an album
I gave
hit chest and I get checks
I can't rest, a night owl, that's when I'm best
I'm so blessed, the greatest mix since Tex-Mex
In three records, the Chosen
even if you standing on my grave
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
Yeah
The GOAT, a legend, a god amongst men
Greatest producer alive,
I ain't the greatest?
Whole team standin' in the green
This shit look like we been been mowin' lawns
Court side at Staples, you would think that we
Just three mother fuckers, with ears, hearts and beers
Talking to each other souls
That's what we call friendship
And that's cool tho
Lazy Billi
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
got a motherfucking hit,
Bitch?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake niggas get enough heart, and try to bust a
Rhyme at this click
Fuck around
to the lyrics
Eminem all that shit
Every Eminem song on the album I know it off by heart boy
Just kept on listening
His flow his diversity everything man
He got
know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm
Kevin's heart with the way that I'm healing
Got tunes like snorting powder
Bless my peak, it'll be nostalgia
Hit the bass, manifest my life will be in
whole
Really break it down
Three five bagged up
Quick serves packed down
You can get you some clients by asking around
Make the hits pull up on you
Just
why I can't shake this feeling
Like my feet are on the floor but my heart's above the ceiling
Like I could float away
And it would be ok
You took me by
the darkness
I am truth
Ally to good
Nightmare to you
Hit em with the Galic Gun
Make em spin around
Everybody wanna kill me like I'm Goku Son
I'm ten feet high
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every
no! I don't give a fuck, no!
Sex, money, murder, we call this the hit 'em up flow
Barely fifteen, copped my first triple bean
Tryna get wit Fat Cat
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but the break of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this type
this prize
The greatest misery has hit me, the best misfortune,
control freak, turning the inside out
and we are the luckiest so fortunate
but blessings
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
the start, of the greatest thing you'd ever dream of
Only the start, but it's looking like it's here to last
So open your heart, embrace the now, forget
at stake carne asada let's be honest, I'm really morphing
Named the album Cherry Bomb because Greatest Hits sounded boring
I don't like to follow
yourself
Only competition is myself
Watch the album jump off the shelf
Rap like the greatest
Move like the matrix
Fuck all the basics
Tell all my niggas
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