Lyrics:
Back In Seventh grade my life it really had changed
My Papa told me they put 1 inside yo brother brain
You fast forward got a lil money put em
the body with the golden flask yuh
I told you imma star who the fuck are you
Enigma wave we takin w’s
Diamonds are forever and they on my neck
If we talk
(And do whatever I want)
Paradise could be a beach
With a breeze so loud you couldn't find time to think
Elements change and leaves face defeat
Screaming from
Strychnine
So now grab a bitch by her
Pussy
And slip her a roofy
She'll never know it
Just as long as you don't
Show it
So don't blow
empire, no realtor rap
I probably got a billion raps, uh
I'm bout to pass a bill to rap, uh
If I don't get signed with Cole by Hov I'll ghostwrite and make
Can't you feel it
We're so close to finding who we are
For once I want to believe in something
Tonight I won't run away and hide anymore
I will hold
La pista
Activistas de pacotilla eso es lo que Son
No hay nada peor, que un rapero que Sea Fake Woke
Who want the smoke, you get Choke, como "Clarence"
on the screen
Somewhere far away chasing my dreams
Gonna be bigger than anything they've ever seen
And by that I mean I'll be trying to be who I care to be
But
A life is a life
No matter how short or long
Given by the Earth
Who helps you move on
What is lost is lost
A mystery of the past
It's gone with
one in the east river just the other day
And for this I blame you and your cohort
Soon, all of our goods and services will be acquired by robot cellular
조각 밖에
못 봤어, 쳐 앉아 좀 겸손해
Kendrick reference 꿀리지 않고 써 난
If you ain't true, you should know by now
We could never meet eye to eye
그려 그려 그려 계속
I need my self
A fairy god mother
Cause my life
Is just a blur
Where is my
Glass shoe
I need this
This last dance with you
At the dawn of midnight
be held back by things that I've seen
Maybe it's not
But who knows
I'm left to wonder how our story goes
I guess
I knew all along
This would not end
Emotions I couldn’t take em I bottled them bitches up
Then I threw em out
If you ain’t winning you in the loser route
N I can tell you not about money by who
lying you should roar
Fake motherfuckers wanna put me in a box
With your girl last night and I put it in the box
Shit so good I might never stop
Just
Pussy nigga you played out (Aye)
I got A1 by word of mouth (ok)
I'm up next in the ATX
Young nigga and gotta flex (flexing)
Young nigga Just gotta check
with such unrest
It's a dreadful lie that those who'll die, can't pass the test
It's plain to see, they're always a Different Page to you and me
War
P.O.T.E Baby what you know
Two flops just in case my data running low
Two thots two knots one is just for show
Pote nigga skid-away booming when I'm
finish line
So go and get what your owed
Don't let a motherfucker doubt cut em down to the bone
It's a long road
But you can make it with a code and some
Well I feel so blue it's like I'm stuck to the chair with glue
What can you do
I feel so tired it's like I never ever sleep at all
But who can
fuck no
Bands by the truckload
Who really want smoke
Got em on hush mode
Nigga don't come close
Never let snakes shit get into me ooo
Know you just
Down by the bridge
The homeless live
The veterans who fought the country's war
As the city sleeps
The freeways speak
There's always someone with some
to seal the deal on that summer
You left my show early to make out with my drummer
Is all it takes is some drinks to get you out of those jeans?
I never
get it by my lone aye yuh
Counting up my green I'm in my zone aye yuh
Told lil baby please don't text my phone
You knew I'll get money shoulda known
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