Lyrics:
together
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show
And then I leave without a clue
What do you think
myself a milly
Now my old bitches acting real silly
Time to celebrate yea cheers dilly dilly
Throw on all my jewels now its getting real chilly
Told by bro
'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
she come on by
She ain't ever been shy
She don't like push and pull
So I push no pause and now she
Now she only want me yeah yeah
Now she only want me
Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing
Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing
surrounded by fellas who care
When your album is selling, the crowd isn't yelling
Yeah, keep your eyes open, watch everything around you
If time is money, then
Hey man, it's Jeremy, uh, your manager. I just wanted to run a few ideas by you. Um, I'm really having trouble pitching your music around, I gotta be
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the Valley now
Vacay'd in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl
turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the Valley now
Vacay'd in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl
Yo Aye
Hitting hard speakers are now flaring up
Breaking down the room giving seizures
You still staring up
Reiterating then I go and tear it up
Do
Here goes nothing
If you want a legacy then go make something
When I say I work hard
Imma prove it I'm not bluffing
I'm not sweet don't call me
to the dome
So think before I pull chrome, out
Straight up out the South
We the ones that they don't know bout
By the the time this drops I'll check again
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
character you know that I probably won't be coming out
Until the album is over but 'til then I will just be sitting and dwelling
For a couple minutes
and the shit that he didn't
When I was a young kid in Sunday school learning about forgiveness
I wish I could forgive you now that I've found things to be happy
Due to hit the papers and
Then the judge in chambers
I said 2020 vision
Now I can see him in the distance
I really manifested this
They didn't want
exposed,
Now you’re looking shame,
But if you’re mad homie,
Then homie I understand,
And if you’re mad,
Then homie say that then.
My people know what I am
tape, and then I turned it into this whole compilation album for BobbyBoy
With hella dope features, all produced by me
But um, it’s nothing new man, if
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