Lyrics:
"3rd place is everything
C'mon, I'll show you"
Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
every move is a reaction..
One of the greatest who rappin strap wit’ the Canon, thinkin the blicky but I meant the camera
Lil bit hood and a lil high
me there's people everywhere
I don't even know but who feel like they know me 'cause I'm in this Ferris wheel
And all I wanna do is go to the mall
but I'm still a day-dreamer
So what formed myself is, taking all I can see fake
Always top my misery whiten my hair bit by bit
I'm under other's camera
Feeling like the drug all I really need is love (Yeah, ooh)
Really did try my bestest you were like my best friend
The best thing ever happened by a mile
FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
'cause the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike
stick and move
I's a shooter by the oath
Two bad bitches I can't pick and choose like fuck it
Smash them both, they pop my cork and take a toast
Tha Mix
this shit for life
Then this life is not for you
Got a lot I gotta do
Need a crib a lot of views
By the seaside
Beach Vibe
Hear the waves crashin’
Make
could've been there
Or a fed and threat would've been just the same
Thought all I need is a chain, now all I need is a plane
Turned myself to a business,
ending?
Everything was okay when I was the victim
Had me made out to be so naive
Never knew I was workin' on a masterpiece
So by the time you thought you
York City is too witty
I come from a era of OJ cars, Latin Quarter
Fake Gucci and fake Fendi, you can't send me
Nowhere, that I ain't been to
You
the pairs,
no need to be greedy, they call me Sonny cause I Cher,
it's the player of the year, yeah I'm back to work,
that latin flirt that gets more ass
everything change, when I met the saviour
Comfy bruddah, I don't need to throw bricks, might pull up in a ghost that's the Holy Spirit
No focus, tell my
shit all night Locking this money, that's fine
No need to be rich, she like Latin No telling, I'm sure you could find her
Then that buck go, he might
cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin to it and I'm fly
Everything I got is sick, illest man alive
Old money is my lady, new money is my
hope they crimes don't add up I hope life is nice
Nigga I just had to stop for the kid
And get a life
I ain't had that Latin mix
A nigga grew up in
Yeah
Kayvion on the mix
2020 shit
Elias Ali, hey!
By day a
Rhymesayer
Lifesaver
Big Willy need a Jada
Work hard need to get paid up
Trynna be patient
Yeah, yeah
Attention please
Hey, you and all your boys
See, I've had enough
Took advantage of me
Mentally, I'm fucked
One day you told me something
the people acting foolishly
We all exist in the pudding where the proof'll be
The ease with which it happens now is lunacy
Look at us sharing everything that
line
Others say they got you but you been mine
As I sit back and watch all them cat fights
Domestic violence - is that right?
But you love the dogg,
a opinion
And yo value hold weight
Its only a opinion
All about you think
Big dog by my fucking self
If they dont wish you well
Wish yo self well
I be giving
Yay Yeah
Tommy Lu Nahm' sayin
Mhmm
Yay Yeah
Like a pro baller I’m shooting a deep 3 then by halftime my nigga I dip
I just be stunting on fuckin foes
Like you glued onto silence
But due to all the violence I
Keep burners in the mix
Cause I'd be tried by twelve
Cons carried by six
If you followed all
camera
Up on your mans
He doin shit to get glam
Full of stuff that we ain't planned
The fuck is I'm sayin
I gotta sit out the jam
Be steady playin, know
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