Lyrics:
May twenty nine two thousand twenty one
Was on my chill shit
Wasn't goin fight anyone
Til they boil my pot had to leave my mark on one
These people
Buscemi
But he told me this seat's taken
I know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy
Who know a guy who knows a guy who know Kevin Bacon
I had a car that
uncles lived in the pen
My dad was absent, showed me first had what drugs did
Saw where that path went, thought I'd see where mine led
I hit rock bottom
I
floor to the dresser
Don't want nothing less 'cause I'm sure you're the best you're the one so I let you
That's how you show me love
And when we finish
Analyze the plug and the things
He could do for me, ghost
Let's go
Anytime I talk, you know the truth spoke
(You know the truth spoke)
Any rapper that ever
Who cooks for you? Who cooks for you?
(Does anyone know the answer
To that question?, I don't know)
(I don't know)
(She looks me direct in the eye
remember that
Us against the world for life
I'ma be right here by your side for
Life I ain't goin no where i got you forever
Thank you thank you for really
scream or shout, she had it all mapped out, and she never even tapped the brakes
I've got a good thing goin', and she ain't slowin' down
A good thing
her mouth, call her sleepy head and had the best sleep
Seven days in the trap, he don't want miss out, he been goin' crazy
I know a Blood who scam,
'm out here acting crazy
Dropping teardrops no paisley
Drinking 'til I'm way too wavy
Never used to do that shit
Got me looking in the mirror like, who is
then don't speak on my name
The best thing to do is just just stay in yo place
I came in alone what the fuck did you think
Nobody helped me had to earn
things done,
If I'm not under pressure then I sleep too long,
And I hang around like a bum, and I think I'm goin' nowhere and that makes me nervous.
I grew up with concrete and city lights
Always had the radio right by my side
Heard that old guitar playing Sweet Child O' Mine
Everything felt right
you enjoying this whole fame thing?
PW: Right!
KW: That’s right due to exposure
I’m able to have these things be
Seen by so many people if
Matthew
' bust it wide open
We goin' bust it wide open
Get jacked like Jess, fuck nigga I bring them things,
Let ya move be ya best, fuck nigga this ain't
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
I wanna watch Foolish excuse me, miss
I don't appreciate your rudeness
But if you strip
I will appreciate your nudeness
I heard the best head come
in the hot furnace
Shadowy figures at meetings would be telling Mom and I - Brad you are startin to concern us
Though that shit wasn't exactly
like to diss, so I'ma keep this shit sweet
Doin' my thing, this bitch goin' crazy
Might have to fuck and push her back to the streets
I ain't finna lie,
the best and I
Finally had my little girl
The most beautiful thing I
Ever seen‚ nuttin' less
We one in the same, something special
Daddy gave you his name
I
' head spit that murder I wrote
Man I don't care what you felt fuck you nigga I know I'm dope
Dope like I'm comin' to get my all
Felt like I had to play
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and
to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T
Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know
But you don't wanna hear me spit
need air
He close the gas cap, too many things goin' his way
So I just cash that, y'all probably think I'm buggin' but hey
I know them games in
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