Lyrics:
Sooo
This one
Is a true story
My story actually
Yeah.
It's my time
Don't be shy
I'll give a try
I'm going all by myself
By myself
By myself
I don
a beautiful night
And I hope you enjoy the album
Stay with us
Is it December already? I swear
September was just last month
I'm sorry if I seem unsteady
Oh,
Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah!
(Sinatra)
Tell me what you know about real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights
this planet full of aliens and we get captured?
Don't think that way my son
Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun
And if by chance we do
of by the others, they said we're better than you
I could care less about what you think about the things I do
Shut the heck up, I know you don't like me
I worked hard
I already have this talent
But I need to master it by working hard
I know I'm the best
But what will come next
If I don't work on my
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fuckin' wit a gangsta tonight
at the starry lights
And picturing what it's like
If you were by my side
And we could stay up all night
Talking 'till the sky falls dark
Watching as the sunset
night
Niggas listen to it 'cause it's right
Money don't make me, I make money
What I look like fuckin' over a broad, playboy I'm a macaroni
I mean
you see my life
You don’t see me for the trees at night
You gotta be with me
You gotta see how I bleed just to feel me
You don’t understand the plan
curly, hair
Now, look-a-there
Her brother don't 'llow me there
Now, look-a-there, a-honey
A-ooo-wee
Baby, way over there by the apple tree
I love, love
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
!
Every man thinks his burdens the heaviest
And who feels it know it
Who feels it knows it
No don't sit by your window
Gazing at the streets
Sorrying for
that
And fuck that select
All them long nights
Don't remember when I've overslept
Gonna use the bred on myself
I'm gonna invest
That's the realist it
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
at night
So ima freak you right, you don't treat me right
You get a peace, goodbye
Know ima catch a side eye while you creeping by
I have no need to buy what
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
You only good as yo last album
You ain't fucking with my worst album
I know you heard me like Max volume
Probably thought I wouldn't pass by you
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Yo, walkin through
Don't know how much life I got left but I'm livin' it righteous
Plenty nights I spent just tryna get a grip on my vices
Knowin' even Stevie Wonder seen
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
badly needs that can wiat
(wi-at? That's a new English
Word which means wait)
I've been waiting for some reaction
To the album from American
Listeners
shielding my dick
Have baby by me baby these groupies they make me sick
My stick we don't restrict we get through thick like afro picks
It feels Vic's
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
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