Lyrics:
Ugh, thinking out aloud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song about something other than the money
Two things I'm about
I don't bump music that isn't by Muze Sikk
I don't fuck floosys and I don't suck dookies
I was writing songs back in middle school stupid
I was
his verse on
And have every uniformed listener nod his head along
Endless creativity but limited by my papers width
I try to repent my sins but my
fun
New York City just for fun
Get your kicks just one by one
In New York City every way
Ben Dova: in New York City night and day
All: Live is more then
, spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous (okay)[00:38.54]Blank face to the ceiling (yeah), that must be my process (yeah)[00:41.96]New chapters is all
a Rollie or two
If you in the photo we shoot, I be like gimme the loot
Hop on a song I'ma do, sharin' the commas like who
You put out a track and it blew
much more I got to make it in this but
Fuck it
I guess we'll see what happens
This isn't how my life is meant to be
Visualizing myself by someone I
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
nothing seems to be stainless
A journey to madness
I'm scared by the silence you'll let
Cause I won't hear your quiet breath
Which used to mollify all my
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
pattern
In the way
I took my bread
I sucked my grain
And I felt fear magnified
By the strength of sempiternal days
Got out of bed
Fell into the fray
Lemme
pattern
In the way
I took my bread
I sucked my grain
And I felt fear magnified
By the strength of sempiternal days
Got out of bed
Fell into the fray
Lemme
get a hold
Dealt a hand I cannot fold
Desire curbed by neutral days
Seeing shit in such a haze
Sunshine hit with the rays
Entering a brand new phase
on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
Cause I say a rhyme and girls be like, "Uh no he didn't"
I'm so nonchalont, word to my uncle and my aunt
I serve
a microphone
When I'm gone
My legend gon' live on
And they gon' sing my songs for generations to come
Kids at they lunch table arguing who the best out
W trampkach fresh new super rap pene
Spotkawszy crew robi reprezent
Mój świeży but aka Cię to bierze
Plebsowy klub i najki świeże
Ja patrzę w róg
piece of bud i was rolen was stolen
we would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks
spit the emos over demos thinken ladies and lemos
you was
new song
One hand on the bible another on big bong
Shit gets me through the night got problems what do u know
U think u can do this to me?
U
heart of me
There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you (I love you)
I
heart of me
There'll be sad songs to make you cry
Love songs often do
They can touch the heart of someone new
Saying I love you (I love you)
I
struggle for pay
My senses are shaken, escaping the fray
I just want to flip to what's on the next page
Rage curdling inside my stomach isn't new
For I was
Yesterday's song)
I got a whole new "hey" (hey)
I got a brand new "wooh" (hey)
I got new moves and old news
I got a new song I wanna sing to you
I
Baudelaire (look)
I be talkin' that fresh, shit, I don't need gum (nah)
Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs (no)
He ain't talk to his bitch
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
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