Lyrics:
gonna stay the same
Or are you gonna stray
Wish that I could bridge the gap
But you're so far away
Feelin' so good might smoke some
Lookin' for my
Depression Anxiety
PTSD
ADHD
Low self-esteem
Abuse
Whatever
I want you to throw this on Cleveland
The album
Produce mix and master by me
Cause you niggaz keep snitchin, and hoes keep talkin
Either they throw away the ki' or they gon' put you in a coffin
[Chorus One + Chorus Two]
[Yung
the fear of becoming you to get me though college
So don't die, far away, don't die yet
I just smoke
Don't die, don't die yet, far away things take
thank
Every one of you for listening to this album
I appreciate you, and I hope for the best
So with that being said, let's finish this
For a minute say
on
Check out 9th street, a big sign, El-Pee got served in neon
Trendy indie underground 'cause you haven't got a choice
Take away your elitist buddies
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses
Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is
Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some
still be
Able to feel me
Even if I'm not talkin about tryin 2 kill me
The king of darkness can no longer conceal me
This could be my last sad song hopin
Everybody simmer down there once was boy
Who became the man
Get your snacks
Buckle up for lovely story this evening
He goes by the name of Colt
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
today
Front Street West trains keep rollin' by x 3
You had a baby - yes, you did x2
You had a baby 3,000 miles away
Front Street West trains keep
pretty low
But them niggas ishomos like the maxwell video
I got 2 albums and 2 cars
Now bitches on my dick cause of chico debarge
Thugged out's 1st lady
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
All platinum, no good
Every album, million sold
See-m-are will never fold (soooo serious)
(Mack 10)
Gotta bentley coup & 2 range
& my new spotter
early,
I hate MCs that get away with swag lines like:
I'm a killer and no one can hurt me
When I die don't bury me, freeze me,
By the way things are goin'
guys last
Year, two years ago
Three -whatever you guys were seeing
Someone being suffocated by a
Perception being suffocated by people in
A position that
me over envy
They want to send me, when we use to be friendly
Think I started off on top with two platinum albums?
Naw dog, I started off from
the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it
And what am i to say?
Wasn't i once on for you?
And what am i to say?
One if by land, two if by sea, three if by chance.
Four for the door, five for
the dominant
Your honor this, cut your mic, I'm in control of all of this
Welcome to the 2nd album where we find ourselves surrounded
By some people venomous
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
Mmh uh
Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Alright, boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin?
But the best is yet to come
Welcome to Hustlenomics
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