Lyrics:
This the last song on the album
Best song on the album
Switch it up
This is poetry supposedly the end was getting close to me
That statement sittin'
take long
Fuck a whole album I just rapped one
In one take on a song
Impeccable, you niggas are copies identicals
If you suck dick just to get
Signed no
Sarajevo
But I make sure their albums make a peso
Dashie's getting slammed by snow
6 inches on the western portion, it'll blow
If I were a Monstercat artist,
love is used as a guide by the civilized
Some see it as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes
That's so much of a lie, you can leave your
Don't even need meds to sleep
Blessed cuz my legs are still workin
Could complain about my back
I could tell u that it's hurting
Im certain
Should be
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
The doctor said I need
manager, the venue is filled with capacity
Check the door box, count my percentage and get that to me.
Fuck me on the dough and we are all black with
to me, don't come to me with beef
Take your jewels and your Jeep
Boom, boom, let that ass sleep
It's gettin' hectic, niggas run, quick
Buckshots are
on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
We work hard, nigga you sleep, pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush
squad of design monsters
Innovating the styles that made biters look like imposters
So we scripted an album and signed to Rawkus
Selling a hundred
and Busta got the best show
Ya know I'm sayin' yo fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit' my niggaz, Double R
Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
Right by your side
You are stressed
Frustrated always defeated
Don't give up don't sleep
Don't stop the prayers
A time is coming
When all your problems
Go
without havin’ to ask shit
I sleep where I’m standing
My dreams are cinematic
Splash, splash
Green flasks of absinthe
To do what I do?
Y'all ain't got
of the medicine developed to soothe creatures
You're pathetic if you're no believer
Cause we all are energetic and eager
Come alive when you walking side by side
fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my niggaz, Double are
Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldn't wait for
You're goin, downtown to leave your mark on the biz
You reminisce, you and your A&R was first friends
You got talent and you ain't afraid to splurge
this,
Shorty ain’t ever met a nigga,
Fondue’n, got drip like this,
Bought a nice watch for the wrist,
Gotta hit Abe’s for the steak,
Sleep straight by
9:07 AM, February 2nd, 2019
There are still fat raindrops on the double-paned windows, jiggling
Those windows look out to the street from the old
is you ready for the war?
Cry loud and go
Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes
Gonna flee with me?
Bitch,
near.
The meadows they are bursting,
The yellow corn lies in your hand.
And with the night comes sorrow
As the tide of dawn sleeps on the land.
The long
cropping my pics
And I'm on top of my game, talking my shit
I'm on my biz, I know the deal
Showed them my chips, ain't show them my tricks
Thick nails
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
to sleep n-o, nizzaw
Can't get behind me cause my
Back to the wizal
Gat in my drizzaws, ready to clap izzoff
They gon' murder me so I
Got to murder them
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