Lyrics:
I just need to work right now, right now
Bottom’s up, bottom’s up ’cause I’m feeling kinda hurt right now, don’t judge m
A hundred problems on my
Tobias:
(Coming closer, hovering, very earnest)
[Spoken]
You know, mum, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. It there was
a monster,
they dead
I don't fall asleep on pussy niggas, pistol by the bed
My lil' nigga retarded, he give no fucks, he shoot you in yo' head
My lil' bitch so
about you?
And I'm talking 'bout the drink and the liquor
Tryna put my brain in a game damn figure
All I do is drink and drink and drink and think
Take
about what could've been
When by my side is where you belong
From the bottom of my heart I simply can't explain
Without you in my life I know we'll never
the bottom for real
Had more memories
I strapped on my skis
I'ma make it in rap because this shit be more than a passion
Mom, I got you, I know it's gon'
out my pocket; can't stop it (uhh)
All you can do now boy is just respect it
I ain't par tomorrow but the E is connected
Look what happens when you spin
expenses
Know they hope I whither I won't be yo nigga
Came from the bottom seen angels turn rotten
Seen my heroes blame god for all of their problems
Oh
Yeah, I know how you feel
We be going through the same shit
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, everybody shady baby, I know how
them
Numbers get to rising get
To thinking no one can fuck
With them im here to tell you
Even keith sweat knows
Nothing truly last forever
But my music
I remember we were somewhere in your car
I fell fast when you stole my heart
The long hot summer that I can't forget
I was hanging off every
the electricity
They call it that cause the electricity
Oppose the office
You are the e-ne-my
Bears. Beats. And you know the ending
from my own label
While you act rich with no cash on the bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact I packed my bags,
on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?)
Just follow these rhythms endlessly
The second time I got called nigga
It was online by this kid that was in my
chase
I was 16 wit' a 45 I guess ID fake
I do my dirt alone, fuck a co-defendant
Know ya limit's
You talkin' to a nigga whose cereal boxes
Came wit'
make it out
What I mean to you, do I belong
I try to fight this but I know I'm not that strong
And I feel so helplessly
Watch my eyes are filled
want you in my future, tryna have you as my wife
And I know they out to get to me, so I keep a fuckin' knife
And I'm fuckin' with yo' energy, I'm fuckin'
giving head, hit the bed, chicka
'Cuz I got a full workload the next day, what do you say
I say I wanna get smoked out like Willie when I jam out to Keith
You can call me Keith it's guaranteed that I'm a sweat
I don't need no lvac but you know that I'm a flex
And I only got a dollar but you know that
You can call me Keith it's guaranteed that I'm a sweat
I don't need no lvac but you know that I'm a flex
And I only got a dollar but you know that
ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart
I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym
Raw backwards on all you rappers
What's happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the masses
My movement massive
I
a
Fish who be flopping
No brakes, you better look
You know I’m not stopping
That’s right
Jewish with no ink on my epidermis
Keep the bars so real cause
a learner's fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Acting like you fucking with me, that's
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