Lyrics:
skies yea
Now the future bright yea
I'm the only guy I'm the only guy yea
And I'm doing doing fine
Doing fine doing fine doing fine
It gets hard sometimes
attached to no fools
Treasure the life you have and within it you'll find jewels
Life's a game but I refuse to play by the worlds rule
They're like
Where did
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
a god
Charlie X please give me a loan for the album
I'm crying, my nostrils leaking snot
Very pathetic,
Every competitor petty enough to get a verse from
stretch
I got it mastered man
In the hood I'm like plastic man!
Stretch
Fantastic man,
I make the money come faster man!
Yeah
Your favorite bad guy's gone,
blind
Suicide suicide
Drank alone just to unwind
I used to cry used to cry
Smoke some weed just to get by
I was that guy was that guy
Tried it all just
get flyer than a drone cause my flavor OD
How that shit went down I dont really understand
Shoulda hit it then passed it to my man
Was my number one
Tripping off the shrooms with my Guys, let's get high, tonight
All my brothers staying, by my Side, make sure I don't die
Heard you wanna ride, bet
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
time you see Short baby, you get down.
'Cause the raps I make are the raps you like.
The way Sir Too Short rocks the mic.
It's a one of a kind,
you get when a breeze passes by
It's cause
Everything you told me was a lie
From the jump till the day you said goodbye
You a phony you a fraud who am i
Hello Madam My Name Is Prime The Guy On Tv Who Likes To Rhyme,
Oh Thank You Sir You Heard My Music From A Buddy A Couple Of Times,
They Ask Me What My
I'm strugglin' in a land it never ends
All these dark thoughts get momentum
Fore I know it I'm like them
Wanting love and wanting friends
But they
by the week
Hungry as fuck with the craving just to eat
Buckle up that seat belt Dorothy yeah it's time to take a seat
And if you give me headaches
Tryna get mine
I'm like I
I can never be like them guys
We getting money
All they do is tell lies
I remember times
Wen we struggled
To get by yhh yhhh
dominoes
I fell from higher heights, and yelled Geronimo
That's when a fighter fight, the crux the exodus
Get yo foot on a neck, and neva let it up
Every
fake it,to make it
If my album went gold I'd still be the greatest
Back in the days I would get caught for trulency
But now I'm puttin' money back in
my message
The message, oh those messages
I'd give anything back just to be with you
By now you should have gotten my message
Did it get to you, get
in the grave
Don't come over here tryna flex (don't do it)
You gonna get all that shit took (gimmie that)
Used to get sauce from the west (dope)
If it were so easy then you would do it too
Factor in life events that might get you excused
Save your face, no embrace, in a loop, I'm confused
Time
and hatred
Recommend you take me with about a hundred forty pounds of salt and bake it
Album barely play yet
China shakin'
I'm a mistake often mistaken
Soggy
the guys
Moving around like it's do-it or die
They looking at me, like I never would lie
Too many mains and I stick to the side
Chill with the gang yeah I
niggas
It's funny how a lil' bread and a lil' distress
Can make a lil' change out of niggas
Me and my buddies on a plot
Then my lil' buddy got locked
Had
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