Lyrics:
And all the things you've seen
Do they matter
Cause you care way too much for the drama
If you left this world today would they need you back
Kanye to end up on top
They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Roc-A-Fella's
pink
I love that gangsta red
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too
up in the ma' fuckin'
With hots on for a piece of the cake back
I can't work for it, I can certainly take that
I'm fired up, thinkin' about
and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and then back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicing
I flip
puttin' me down
I tried the best that I can
I tried make things happen
But you left me down
Now I'm back up on the same pages
And I'm tryna get through it,
Me and my juvies, divvy it up with the juvies
The money a discus, just by the way that I threw it
VVS movin'
Sir, you better cool it (yeah)
Engine
know I
Don't wanna be put in the spotlight
Back in the zone everything I touch gold, Midas
If you find me in the coal know that I'm heating up
Soon to be
playing in my mind
Just the sound of my whole career
Crashing burning
The thing that I mostly fear
Was on track for the first two years
Until I let
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With
back then I got to say that
It's a good thing that I'm rappin'
If it wasn't for the rappin', I'd be mackin'
Good thing we got music
If not I'd be stuck
of the other you
Time to learn something new
The one kneeling is a slave
Kneel for the master
Feel the warm hand on the back of your head
You got a tattoo
up it BITCH
You better know that ima up it
BITCH
I ain't been doing too much for Myself
I been tryna help everyone else Like sharing one belt
While
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
I really need a little bit of weed
To wake up the sleeping beast
You know that I need my coffee
For the best version of me
Been doing everything that
on back, gucci* for life
You thinks its fashion but thats my life
I like gucci I like prada
Just bought new balanciaga
I got fendy I got…
Wait, i got almost
black same color AMG's
TV's, front and back pack
With nuttin' but ladies
You can look up or down, right or left
But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
hot to the bone
It’s around that time I think that future Kagey took seed
Because he wasn’t always there
Like back then it was me
And not the me that I
don't know
What I been working on
Say the same thing
When you laid up the dark
You waiting
For something that's not
All patience aside
When he skirt out
not beautiful"
It's not beautiful, nah
Now why'd you wake me up
I'm already woke
Put out that fire there's too much smoke
That's right I'm about
things done in a minute
Say I talk big, but I live it, ya
Get things done in a minute
Say I talk big, but I live it
I am up next, payback is sweet
Up for
this shit hot
DM your nigga, he blow up your spot
Fuck up the relationship that you got
Fucked it up and now I'm callin' you mine
There's no real
think just cause you see that I ain't blood and I ain't cripping I won't bat him in his shit
Bitch I'll crash just like a hemi
Put his bitch up in her
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