Lyrics:
folk
But Picasso should see himself as the white O
I write notes rhythmically not for timpani
To accomplish what Bach did for symphonies
One day it will
Whеn you see the barrel bettеr pucker
Up for the kiss of death
When silhouettes rush ya
Cold like Russia, six feet under
Sprayin' at your crew like
This shit, Doctor's Advocate, See you on the third
Album, hate it or love it
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
money's light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white now how much you tryna pay
Lets go!
Today was a good day hope I have me
Flowers, purple, green and golden
Exorcise your demons, see where heaven begins
My nigga Tobi pushed me to be better way back in the day
Ferby told me to run
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still)
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
money's light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white now how much you tryna pay
Lets go!
Today was a good day hope I have me
the beginning of Hell all my friendships fell
I had to focus on myself and make an album when I'm well
I found my best friend after three days lying dead on his
like
"Yep now let's see who really want it" But
I think I became more
Than that because people cannot deny at
The end of the day, people can't deny that
Smoke the night away until it’s sweet dreams
Money on my mind I close my eyes and see a green screen
I close my eyes and see a green screen
I
and I probably need a parade
All the soldiers with me, this shit like green beret
So legendary, I'ma probably need a day (June 29th)
Forgot I already
you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch when my album hit the streets; niggas can't see me!
Niggas can't see me
They can't see me
Which
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still)
Green was the big thing
It was taken over by me
Reflecting on the fact
That your form tutor makes better raps
Ending off the fixture
This project was
Need to write more songs so that we can get paid
Need to right my wrongs 'fore I see my last day
I know it takes more than me to finish up all this drank
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
have to smoke and see
Have you choking, falling out with your family
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got
have to smoke and see
Have you choking, falling out with your family
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got
All I do now is dick around
All I do now is dick around, dick around.
Every day, every day, every day.
Every night, every night, every night.
i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by
While she goes down
When I went to my bros
Told him help me please
Now we hop out the PJs
Hosted by the P
My old bitch yellin' come back
Come
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