Lyrics:
She'll probably tell you I wrote a song and put your story inside it, fuck
I forgot to tell you, I'm like a famous rapper now
Signed a record deal, I
This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large
I'm expecting to sell, yeah
Drip too hard
While the rain got you caught
I be busting like hail
a hunnid miles in a day
I feel like someone should tell you to back up out my face
Like bass strong
Face off
Someone drink your face off
Wasted
Wasted
I'm
I'm in shock
The nerve, the audacity
Okay
So if you rebuke me for workin' with someone else on a couple of Vs
What do you really think
there
Truly I was scared of my real feelings
I don't even know how to express 'em
Cuz you stare was like a fuckin' weapon
I was scared
Thinkin' how by 20
said, "How many?"
He said, "It looks like fourteen, or something"
I told Kevin, from that point on
My band discussed it for maybe 20 minutes
Donny
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
and
I'm still on the grind
When you ain't in my clique
It's hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!
I don't dream now that I'm
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
to do
By people whose goal is trying to change you
It always seemed like you were in a rut
Always is but never knew what
You think you're better than
you probably playing track one
Because you can go through this album and find zero fucking flaws
And I kinda feel like Malcolm the way I picked you off
keep trying to call you
Until I hear an echo back
And I get that sound of regurgitated clarity
The roaring twenties were as quiet as the Museum
24th.
“Grândola, Vila Morena” was aired by Renascença at 00:20am of April 25th of 1974. It was chosen to be the “second password”. The password that “put
every time finne spazz
Hope you like the intro now enjoy the album NahTheWiz
It's like 20 songs up on this bitch you might have to spin again
Like how I
when i was consumed by remorse and shit
That being said i related to you
When you’re antisocial like this nothing matters
Opinions are scattered through
nice... having someone who understands the life you live
Must be nice... having someone who's slow to take and quick to give
Must be nice... having
And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this
And opposition felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
don't know what direction it's gonna go in
Or at what speed it's gonna go in
This project was like, all over the place
If you listen to Cruisin' By
like I lived and then I died right by your side
But you can't stop the hands of time
I better be leaving
No sense in waiting 'til the morning
Don't
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
Must be nice
Having someone who understands the life you live
Must be nice
Having someone whose slow to take and quick to give
Must be nice
Having
be faking I be really hustling, Speero you know he going for the win
Me and my CEO, we on the album we finna go ten for ten
Ain't no nigga that can
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase, twenty-five to life
I feel like when I bend over backwards for you (too late)
All you do is laugh
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