Lyrics:
Bitch this be imported cargo
Our album gas, you was paying car notes
This is Mr. Freeze, I'm fuckin Fargo
Chef Boyardi I'm fuckin Narcos
I hit
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis
to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by
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
a liability to cowards
Cheaper to send them flowers
By now you should know it, this is how I feel and how I?ve always felt
Even though I don?t show it
saw you drop your album
But it only was a flop (Poop)
I’ve told you once, I’ve told you twice
My bank look like a rock (Skrrt)
I can’t believe that this
at the mall rap
Album ain't sell
People know that I'm all that
Was once told my career would suffer
A curse by an Old Ghost
While he was smoking a dust in
"Sleepless Nights"
This album that I'm making
Always in the studio
I can't leave
I'm staying
I've been rapping
I've been singing
Hope people will play it
I'm
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
From the album the hurdy gurdy man
Peregrine falcon hooded and flying
Whither you go blindly over the mountain.
Oh your boats upon the sea are very
honey
Addicted to cream money uh
This is just the intro
It's welcoming to my album
If you choose to further proceed
Then I hope you see the outcome
I took the risk so they can't say I never tried
Put in work stood by my word they can't say I ever lied
Fire burning all inside you can see it in my
more operations, huh (ah)
Tana Talk 4, I'm handin' out raw
You in the slammer by law, I never abandon my boy
They askin' am I street? My track record
albums are really about me man shoutout to Smooth DoubleB
They don't even know what I've been through
Ima tell y'all so open your books to chapter two like
you the motherfucker
Then you some motherfucker, again fuck all you suckas
My first album went gold wit nobody but me on it
One of the first gangsta
when the rents due
Yet thankless if things do improve
And nobodies moved by what you’ve been through
It's all about the groove the publics into
We was
Plus the biggest smile that anyone had ever seen
Happy as could be, it didn't make sense
Cause this little girl was surrounded by silence
All through,
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
the
Uke and guitar and like singing stuff
She's great though
That's impressive
High key the best song on the album
Very consistently everyone's favorite
I
of by the others, they said we're better than you
I could care less about what you think about the things I do
Shut the heck up, I know you don't like me
fucking dream, I'm sleep paralysis (Hoo!)
Since the album hit, I've been stackin' chips tryna balance shit (Uh)
Really pulling strings, got my fingers
nobody help
Things that I've felt Keep that to myself
Keep to myself lately I've been overwhelmed
Pray to God before I go to sleep
Wake up hope it's
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