Lyrics:
Man, like-
Why is Lipton iced tea too good man
Ah
It looks like you lost another one
Okay, quick sit I'm going to run this shit
Making another album
might blow this glock is not for show
And you should bite your tongue you say a word you get exposed
3 2 game over still ain't get my closure
And just for
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down
My feet were heavy on the streets of D.C
Carrying a phantom
In the soles of my feet
Walked a couple miles
Probably three or four
Listened to an album
to 10
Keepin in a cool place from Uncle Ben
You know you messin' with a nigga
That do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while
There's two in
Summer was three whole months, felt like just two weeks
Felt like I wasted it, I cried, bundled up in my sheets
It's scary this is how time will pass for
the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I
smiles for a while
Color blue from your head to your feet
Wild child in denial
Why this style? Damned if I know
Toddler's title has been defiled
All
everybody that really buys rap
Don't wanna listen to any guys yap
Fly, this will leave you in the sky cap
Three X
We test the best
Reflect cause you're
shit, so I split
And said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for
shit turning on 28-inches
My shit burning like 500 plus
And this album's a three permer and a clutch, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go
me, you need to follow
Come and follow the wave
And when you see me, just wave
Rampage, I came a long way
I gotta thank God for seein' another day
us
Know it's us
Jordan's on our feet
You know it's us
Twenty three
Table full of Henney
You know it's us
Hennessy
I'm a big boy now with a big ass
Watchin' out for rival gang members beefin'
Bad weather but it all boils down to
Who got the most paper
Chorus
Verse 3
(Mack 10)
Watchin' out for rival gang members beefin'
Bad weather but it all boils down to
Who got the most paper
Chorus
Verse 3
(Mack 10)
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
greet 'em
Kiss His feet for freedom
Tell 'em thank you Lord
'Cause on Earth I was gettin' bored
Now resurrect me back to this cat called Sheek
2 secs on my set have to spin it
Gimme that beat imma kill it
Gonna need more weed have to Bill it
I gave her 3 rounds then I'm finished
If she
11) The Rhythm of Life-I carried this title and idea around for literally 8 years before Ian came along and jumped aboard.
Starts with a heartbeat
shit, so I split
And said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for
crib hot as hell, he on the dark web
I ain’t even tripping, brodie good, he changed his vpn
Educators hit at three, ain’t got no time for going in
My
people in this World need a façade,
Some stupid ass title to hide who you are,
Even your own God knows you’re a fraud,
Why would I wanna join you in
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is seven pounds of pressure for it to blow
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is
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