Lyrics:
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
the view you get
It's God's high-wire
There isn't any net
Show a little spirit
Show you got game
Show you know
We know, we know
You know what's in
to be
Able to perform this shit for you
All you know with this album, we didn't drop
No single for radio we ain't have no
Big NBA campaign or nothing like
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals
facts
But you know we don't want fags
I don't even know what I'm gonna say next
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind,
White and Matt McDougall
My first manager was Derek Lejeune and that lasted one afternoon
But he got me my first show at a place called Café Au Lait
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
to humanity
Do some dirt for the family, then we could all live happily
Assuming that since you got the need, and I got the means to fulfill it
Problems would
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
Is Back Music, you niggas complaining
We had a shot then we took it
They told us to slow down but we couldn't
We don't have no time for the bullshit
cliff hanger, it's another club banger
Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat, get on down
Time's up, game's over, you lose, I win
'Bout to show
cliff hanger, it's another club banger
Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat, get on down
Time's up, game's over, you lose, I win
'Bout to show
word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put
Hip Hop
Where's your love for it
Oh, shut up
The Koi
Where she got her neck from
Start none, won't be none
I love Hip Hop
Hip Hop is fun
You like he
Hip Hop
Where's your love for it
Oh, shut up
The Koi
Where she got her neck from
Start none, won't be none
I love Hip Hop
Hip Hop is fun
You like he
ain't shout me out nigga, did it for the hype but that just show don't need no help nigga
Check my waist, we belt niggas, that can you bring some help
cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never come out
We run this, run this, run this
We run this city, city
We'll wear you down, down
Until you're weak and weary, weary
We got it all
But we gon' take
[VERSE ONE]
[HOST]
Hello welcome to the Nathan never show
Tonight we got many guess and exclusive videos
But first, we'd loved to get this woman
Yeah man, what the fuck am I doing? Hahahaha
Ayy, yo, Preem, chill
I got the rhymes, you got the beats (aight)
Thirty years later, we back in
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
The tracks gorilla
We got the millas and we’ll be at ya scrilla
Close your doors, lock your windows
We be at them execs for them back end checks
Now, We
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