Lyrics:
but cake
And power from here to upstate
Why'all sweet as cupcakes
So why niggaz stay wit tough faces?
I stay trying to figure what Loon and Puff
leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?
Waiting for the great leap forwards
Well, here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
niggas gonna get your proof
Every day I listen to the greats
All the albums and the mixtapes
Takin itty-bitty pieces tryna add em to myself
Till the time
strengthening
White was white and
Black was black out in the night
No, I don't want to get there
To the other side
Take it away from me
Take it as far as my mind
I’ma make a Drake song
It might not be a great song
But then I’ma make a Drake album
And learn how to take songs from whoever the greats are,
taste like"
If you say so
"Get a black and white horizontally striped suit, a mask,
And a bowling ball with a small length of rope hanging from it,
the very, very worst of times
There's one thing that I know
The way to guarantee
A little peace of mind
Is a walk in the woods
A friend by your side
And here
looked to the left, I looked to the right, and I was on a sea of glace like crystal
There was a great great congregation dressed in white
From every
Everything is black and white we took the gray out it's scarier
Either you're winnin' or losin', spinnin' the rules of conscience
But lyrically there ain't
Walter White how I'm breaking all these bads
Mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
Lost soul standing there, look at crossroads
Which
more time!)
Freight is great (Did you think of that all by yourselves?)
Freight is great (It's so profound!)
We never sulk. We hulk the bulk.
'Cos
See there's no way and there's no how
I'd ever stop now, I'mma die tryin', I'mma die tryin'
And sometimes I get weak from walking the road I'm
the refrain, some feel rain, some feel God' brings both terror and relief.
Plasticpelago was inspired, somewhat sadly, by the Great Pacific and North Atlantic
Cannot tell reality apart
From fiction
See the pictures
Then theres no doubting
While I'm looking for the strings
Searching round for the means
unclear, opportunities come and they disappear
But I feel like I gotta grab what is there
But I ain't sittin' here and tryna reminisce in my past
'Cause when
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
alright?
Do not race in front of me
I should not be able to see, your license plate
That means there's somethin' wrong here
This is the biggest
here, but, like
There's just something
Cool about the way I sing the lyrics I write
And i just realized that on my
Third album so it seems
Like I'm just
a security threat
I'm only mad because your mother hasn't heard of me yet
We're playing chess by the doorway
Cousins out from Norway
And it's riveting to some
Staring from the sideline
You don't really know
Things I had to try
Things I had to do, uh
Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
there I remember
I remember days on the late night
Damn
I remember days I gave you straight pipe
Damnnn
I remember swimming with the great whites
Damn
I
shit ain't easy but that's the breaks
times is too wil' to smile
i'm ready to get it on, son, you know my style
can't clam cuz i'm here for mine
from now
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