Lyrics:
have to be the one to spark it up without a heater
I'm gone be the loudest nigga like I'm screaming in a theater
You I'm turning up if we pouring by
momma side
All that hippie shit is stubborn, have you full of pride
Niggas tell you anxious shit like you 'bout to die
Hear the passion in my voice like
sisters
I just picked up another award
I don't know how did y'all miss it
You plan to sign you a record deal
That's something that is not my wish list
I
on the floor, I'm a Backwood boy
Lookin' at me wrong, make you
Wish you never looked, boy
Screamin' out the window like, "Fuck you
Pay me"
Snake you for the cash
Yeah, I been so focused on haters
Forgot to count my blessings
Yeah, first of all
Thank you to anyone supporting me
From the bottom of my heart, it
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
be with you
All I ever offer is the truth
All you ever do is look for proof
That I'm not the one, what do you want from me
She may be the one, just not
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
played him, same sh- you did to me, cold
Have you any idea the sh- I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up resentment I hold on to
Not
rotten
And the way you played him, same shit you did to me, cold
Have you any idea the shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up
life is even benefitting me
Cause I was gonna waste some time and money
Today to remaster some dumb old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
We plant the seed in the vine
Now all that we need is some shine
You see, I said "now", uh, I'm used
To that, we used to that, right?
But there is no
Bankshield general me ne don
All I know is cashing checks charley men pɛ rough
Huh money on my mind I'm a go-getter
You can see this from afar
I break storms
at the mic, you weird beard
We doin' this once
Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?
Rihanna just hit me on a text
Last night I left hickeys
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
in pain
Anyone who tells me different i just push away
Now I'm sitting by my lonely
All i feel
Is shame
Rockstar
Maybe
Keep creeping on news for
is to be
Whatever God has for me is just for me
in him I find my treasure
I find my pleasure
I feel so breathless
there's nothing this world can offer
Alright, Let's do this shit
Yeah Yeah
Oh No
Tell me all these lies to feel okay
Can't believe I ever wanted you to stay
Wish I could go back and hit
stand there talk shit all night, so
'Cause I hit you, and you sue me
I shoot you, get locked up, who? Me?
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get
of thumb is:
If: A) You are very early on
In a very large market aND
B) You have a good chance of
Being number 1 in that market
Then you should remain
aspiring my new style of rappin'
And brothers all around me out of vanity are snappin'
The girls say, "Wow Rick you're so unique
Please tell us how you
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