Lyrics:
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh? (I know)
as long as I'm in the middle
I love when their face is in the pillow cringing and moaning
Then they hop on and ride my s**t so by now I'm zonin'
Then I
"Don't you know, don't you know"
See this is worldwide baby
"That it's wrong"
Germany, Italy, France, Japan
"To take what is given"
Many
I'll protect and cherish them therefore she'll Be by my side
What if you find, a dime, who is
Truly refined
I won't think of her body I'll focus in
Why you stuck thinking that they give a fuck?
You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying
'Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in
off
Steady working on the album
Racking up the missed calls
Fucking niggas on the first night
What is with yall
I'm a hypocrite, I still will put you in
girl gimme brain
That's the remedy, our love is purely vain vain
I am the one
All of these rappers those are my sons
I ain't gone front
I don't pull
homies from back in the day livin' at, are doin' now
Running with my sister Jinny, schooling me like Mr. Feeny
This is the first time I heard a gunshot
yeah
See by thru dey face
I'm winnin the race
I do dis shit laid back yeah
Up inna da mornin, I'm way to lit, way to gone
Imma keep goin, gotta pay rent,
hard they are obscene
I been on the road callin' kill streak
This album is so hard but it's unique
This is my league
Let me proceed
Number 1 spot yeah
dripping with
Russ just said "gimme a minute"
In an year we hitting different
Even then we still gone kill it
Ha
What you think am joking bro
Way that av
People love to say that your different ya know
Last album had it booming something vicious ya know
Wasn't like this growing up they wasn't picking
a beast, I'm a goat with a pen
I dropped a banger album, watch me do it again
Thriving off creativity, fuck all the negativity
All I need is good energy,
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
My style of rhymin is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans
Because I recognize its all about timin'
Me and my freestyle alliance practicin' African
is my Adderall
Where the fuck is all my weed
Where the fuck did I leave my god damn wings
Your kids are your kids are in there tw... they're adults now
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
choose one it's a soldiers luck.
Cadillac that old deluxe
Chorus:
You scared to be yourself in front of people
This is all about your ego
You aint gone
illuminated by a star
The only star so large many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
And what
No google maps
I'm tryna see the world
Clutched in my hands
Mental peace is all I need
If im gone keep the plan
Bitch we going up I was born at Rock
spending time on records I know is gone be timeless
Yeah that’s my only promise
I be out in public with his hoe like I hope he find us
Yeah
Like you look
your once in a while, babe
Just for so long, babe
Gone by the morning’s first light
Got to be getting on
One side of an album, babe
No time for
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