Lyrics:
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
friend zones using my back to grab at gold
No nightmares by my dreams telling me I lose control
From flipping switches, but no lights, they ain't working
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it
Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it
And back then I thought I'd be defined by how
how we live
Here we are
The final track before the album
Who'd a thought that the basis would be the outcome
Strive be like pop
Pullin bars outta
Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer
No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings
Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning
flashy shit and following trends
I'm so detached from all that wack shit
Man these niggas selling dreams by the Gram
I don't have time to Snap or Chat, I
messages asking what's coming next
I gotta say, I don't know, I don't plan this shit
But an album is coming, don't you worry about it
But without all that
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
the song 100k for the beat
1st album dropped didn't make it to the streets because
The marketer dey f** up & I needed the f** up
So I could fall like
I be chasing all these dreams like the wild goose chase
When I was chasing all the coochie 'fore I knew how it taste
Went from stu taking takes
I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way
I'm in my zone
On and off stage I perform
I'll take them by storm now
Watch I'm
Like a gun shot
Twist' is yo' flow cold?
Well I think so
Kim do you got dranks
Crist' by the box
Twist' do you got smokes
Well I got 'dro, now baby
And watch your leg snap like a frozen tube sock
Suddenly you feel the need to leave your passion
But when it comes to letting go yo it never happens
17 you
an album by Traverse
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy
Still kinda fresh like some dew
Times really flying right man that is the truth
Go and chase your dreams they really can come true
You can do anything you
world, and i brought the Trybe with me
They called it pipe dreams but i ain't high really
Dive in the mind of a night time flow
A state that you really
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changin' 'cause I'm at the top
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
about a dime a dozen
Ash and exhale, days keep on coming
Collapsing supernova
I got work by Bova
Up in the shadowbox
Framed like it was priceless
Bob
get it right
Desperado like Tori Amos, shout out to dynamite
I got my red cup, and some green
What kind of green you smoking pimp? Blue dream
My
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
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