Lyrics:
Well, I had an awesome kid
By I dumb bitched
Now baby mama's dope sick
EWWW
Had to let her go
That's just how it goes
Just know I never lost my flow
I'm
of the whole city
So they can see what happens when you get played by a bitch
Walk out the club, I'm drunk as shit came home late, my girl was like, pack all
out 10s, Like yous nobody's business
Ranking up money but you losing all the business
Like a greedy whore with too much sex
Everybody using you till
faster
Okay
Let's go
Let em have it
Yeah
A1 rapper straight out the shire
Why should I retire spit straight fire
Calling me a liar not wearing a wire
I
was mean
Never slang it
Cause one of my big bros
Was a fiend
Caught between…..
The street shit
& Malcom X speeches
Ain’t never been to jail
But would
me talk to them these rappers are not on my level
Ey ntwana bayeke
I said it once said it twice
The Lord is my Sharpened
Ten years in the game
You can
Born into the out,
There was nothing for you to be screaming and shouting about,
Time will tell, the years have told,
That your sisters
aint a liar
Baby girl im on fire
This year we be taking it higher
Uganda imma carry like Maria
SENTE, SENTE (that’s what the goal dam want)
SENTE, SENTE
you think about it ten years from now, it will send chill up and down your spine. The kind of love where you start from the top of my head, and work
(As blue gives way to grey)
On day 15
Watch your life slip away
(An emotion without waves)
On day 15
Watch your life slip away
It's been years since
the enemy that we made
It's false sincerity, we hear celebrities
"Buy a hybrid if you can" with ten years of your food stamps
Caught myself listening
ten pound
Take nickel plate, who hold the weight now
Leave you hear, bouncin the whip, I'm sippin' Cristal
All thunked out, bent in the streets wit
ten
Was still an amateur
Was gettin' ignored by the hoes 'cause
I was riding in the passenger
Before I hopped on my flight
I used the wifi
on our way to the California sun
Now 10 years on it's still her and to me
Raising ourselves a little family
Raising ourselves a little family
Well
functions,
or day to day activities of governing the Kingdom
Tenali Raman noticed this change.
Captain,
it has been a month since Tenali has attended out
But who knew, I'd turn into something
Colder than a moccasin whose coming with cunning to lock us in it
The 10 who knew better ain't better than the 5
what the problem is?
Lose cash I'mma ball again
New bag and it's all on them
True rap is all I spin volume 10
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all
On a desert Christmas morning, 1981
One month shy of six years old
In the valley of the sun
My first two-wheel bicycle stood by the tree
My heart
You orbit something magnetic and I'm the center
It's now or never, follow me and surrender
To the byproduct of the Golden Era
Talking shit like I OD
It was the night train we watched passing by
It was a Friday we were burning our through the night
On the roof of that Chevy watching planes fly
was ten years of age
I spend my alcoholic
Binge my Picasso that I paid
Yeah fucking jumps, she took a bump
I said get out of my face
Yeah, yeah
/
After senior prom /
And the years keep floating by /
And we got busted by your mom /
We were naked in your pool /
Melanie / Where can you be? /
Its
ridin' (Baby) , hatchet ridin' (Baby)
Ridin' (Baby) , ridin' (Baby) , that's for life
I was 10-years-old, a lil' scruffy
Already ridin', grippin' a black
(I ain't even gotta say it you should already know)
(I'm American grown)
Straight out the field just like a child of the corn
I had a fucking
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