Lyrics:
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,
that´s
Saying that "don't prove it"
One day you´ll be lost
I'll be dead by your love
And I will be lost, and that day I'll be gone
I'm alive now, fuck it,
evident
These hoes love me, they say my dick is they medicine
Cosby spikin' gelatin, still pushin' and pedaling
Settling never, I'm like DiCaprio in
a touchdown, I'ma knock you out of
Bounds
17 rounds hold up now, watch me take your town over
Can they mess with Cedric Sosa, is Bobby Brown sober
Hell naw
So hand your receipt if you tryna make a return bruh
Yessir, I live in a city where a lot of people don't get shine, shine
And, I be on by the fence
So hand your receipt if you tryna make a return bruh
Yessir, I live in a city where a lot of people don't get shine, shine
And, I be on by the fence
imma stay on my knees and always pray
Every day
That the Holy Spirit give ya joy always
And I just gotta say
I thank God
For your love
And I love you
imaginations couldn't fathom it
Imagine if the butterfly effect
Was a caterpillar in the Garden of Eden
By the tree where the apple is
I'm way too talented
up my old britches and man up to something bigger
Shoot my shot pull the trigger
Aim for you, there in the center
Where your heart is, there we
Number one, never leave this product in the house
Number two, get your own crew
Number three, gotta have discipline in your crew
Trust, gotta be
Better get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can, man
And stop hatin' me, fuckin' with my shit 'cuz I got more hustle than you
Get yours
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
My homie
Is this my payback for puttin Houston down in the first place?
Got the whole world screamin Mr. Scarface
The problem is, y'all boys, you niggaz loco
autographs, but all your fans are rappers
The evolution will not be televised, as your #1 fan becomes your master
I'd love to give you a hand but all I got is
of crowds
In class my head is always in the clouds
H Town I ain't talking about Houston
In the studio my bro he be producing
Always had a dream to sing
Showed
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
said, "I love it when you get that fire in your eye
I said, "Well, partner try this on for size"
And I unloaded on him and he went out like a light
But there is a Houston rapper who is taking um, a more hands on approach to his fellow Harvey victims, Trae tha Truth
Joined the growing list
goin'
Matter fact I'm done
'Cause the truth is spoken
Your girl say she loves me
Her top five is all me
Got a landin' strip with my name on it
I'ma crash
paid, stayed away from Brittany
Tee Tee clean, been some years the same vice as Whitney
By any means necessary, that be the creed
Down to die about these
all for tuning into these debates
Some really important issues to adress
And I'd love to answer your
Questions and hear your suggestions
(Listen to this
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
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