Lyrics:
crew I swear ya'll must be heaven sent"
Man I'm just tryna make rent
With a little left to spend
But this music is my life
Travel with me 'til the end
Back to the start born in double 0 living for the dramatics
Skipping school no friends so I try to make my music classics (Ai)
Diagnosed for too much
I ain't in the day of porridge
Don't make me Chuck Norris
'Cause I run my town but I'm nothin' like Boris
Tyrant for PM
'Cause I'm active AM to PM
don't worry bout me, (girl I'm doing just fine)
Fam don't worry bout me, (fam I'm doing just fine)
I produce my own music, (I'm doing just fine)
I got my
temperamental
Real love torn by fundamentals
Drama like I'm on set with Denzel
But I don't wanna lose you like the dip on a rental
My heart was on my sleeve, pain
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
and misstep cut left to the end of your road
Shadows follow me all on my own
On my way to toke or produce these notes
My broken Heart makes the music grow
your dwelling place, oh Lord of hosts
My soul longs, indeed it faints for the court of the Lord
My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God
Pinchezz ama whatever you go by this days
Time for self reflection, uskimbie inspection, call this an audit
My G what happened, tulikua na game plan which
I begin the ass kissin'
Just to get looked at by an overworked physician
Got the chills, but my temperatures 103
Only got a band-aid and an IV
villains living life in the moment with my bros
Finance major in this bitch I'm investing my time
It's in my interest to yield positive numbers bottom line
Teachers wanna talk like ted
I don’t need lectures like uni crowds
She on my dm preeing my music
Like
I like how ur music sounds
I’m like b link me pm I’m
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
time to ball
Couple hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost
know
Bout my flow and my icy icy gold
28s on swole
Music loud as it can go
What cha what cha know
Bout my shine and my struggle and my grind
I work hard
again
Sweet as lemonade
I've been away
Way for a long
Long kinda time flies by
Think I forgot
Got all the ways
I screwed my life
Like coffee at 3am
Like
shit like this
I woke up early on a Saturday
Said I'mma cash my check and hit some ass today
Hit the bank, my nigga called me like: "Go rap for Ye
He
We been reaching for the stars all our life
Ain't got a money counter so we count it four times
I don't trust too many so I keep it by my side though
the streets and started jacking
The court trying to give em forty-four, Justin Jackson
Eyes blackened, heart getting colder by the weeks
Getting quiet, these
Hand on my heart while i'm drivin the boat
Steering the sheep while i'm guided by G.O.A.Ts
Nas gave me the power with what he had written
4th song down,
at myself when I say God damnit, uh
And it ain't no habit
I don't like music my nigga, I am it, yeah
Will I Am shit, well shit, nigga I am the shit, ay
No
and go, WHY?
Because Tecca Ninna just ended the show
Breakin my Crib
Sniffin my draws
Lookin for white bitch hair on my balls
Trippin with chu
When
from the heart yeah I'm on a roll
All I do is make hits
Yeah this one'll go
To the top
Written from the you know
I've been positive, surrounded by
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