Lyrics:
I'm gone I ain't coming back soon. Running My race ain't got nothing to lose
You told me to aim for the stars, they gon' aim
Right at you
I look up
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
Porter
Have you heard among this clan
I am called the forgotten man ?
Well did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard the story
Wherever I go, I'm the star of the scene
Now I know how it feels to be the star of the team
Girls up here, and they sittin' with me
They don't see it
When he was young, he sang in the band and his fans all looked the same
And the fans he had were younger than he and they loved to scream his name
When he was young, he sang in the band and his fans all looked the same
And the fans he had were younger than he and they loved to scream his name
my own universe, don't disrespect by comparing me to stars.
Rap king and god
Niggas always wanna talk wins, but get quiet when we bringing up a loss
those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,
player in
By the time I flipped the Ben Folds album I was drunk as shit
Threw up a couple pictures on the rusted GE fridge
I'm going back to Philadelphia,
go, feel my fukin' flow
like john luc piccard from star-trek, the show
We're living life hard and smoking on the joe
page three model giving my cock
that leap of faith
False sense of security in the workplace
A suitcase full of meds it's a disgrace
Album called Oceanside cause it's my birthplace
They
Flexing know I got it triple sev nah they don't know the deal
Holy grail
Project zu an album no iss gold to him
I been getting gone you know I'm
Lake Erie sitting pearing at the green water
Life still in hell, but oh well, save my son and daughters
Michael Jackson in my headphones
Albums in
my album, but ain't no smoking in the workplace
Thanksgiving, eating good like, isn't this your third plate
I was bound to be something great, I guess
We got 100s in this bitch
And we got drummers in this bitch
Sound like the band here
Inside, caramel
Outside, candyman
S-O, aye, yea
Bitch we ridin'
a band
He's a whole lot like you daddy you're gonna like him
He's a good man
At times lonley sneaks up on me
But I'm getting by
Yeah I know what you've
a band
He's a whole lot like you daddy you're gonna like him
He's a good man
At times lonely sneaks up on me
But I'm getting by
Yeah I know what
You know?
I went and called up Young Illz
He come and pour it in my Faygo (Lean, lean)
Nigga tried to run up but I keep the K
It came with a potato
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
In the land of crooks
Couldn't beat the band of books
Demands from the rooks
When you the mother fuckin king
Give 'em dirty looks
Lebron James
With
nobody
Terminator X
Yeah I'm tekk
Got me started
Star by the law that's on god
I'm evolving
Mind if I dive in it
Not even tolerant
But i'm still tough
The jigs up, I guess that you caught me
Hunnid hunnid hoes keep a hoe by the lobby
Ou, I like calling bitches to the party, and I like mixing lean
worked my craft like a slave but I just found out that rock & roll is passé. So I hawked my guitar and I picked up a Mac, put 8 bars on a loop and called
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