Lyrics:
me (you won't)
And make the weed go poof like me
You said you're gonna get up off the couch
(you won't)
You said you're gonna put an album out
(you
dreams
I’m on my sixth month straight, I’ll never ask for a break
The album’s not even done, can already tell that It’s great
That’s the type
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
chillax ich hab zu tun
Latenight loco DeutschPopRap
Be by my side - yo clap für clap
Babe fullmoon yo live live live
Immer bergauf, step für step
Chillout
(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections
a dream I had bricks like transporter
Change my life like Steph Curry in the fourth quarter
What if you drove by a playground and witness
Michael Jordan
And very long story short after producing these songs and with the album in hand, just like I did with the Kickstarter. I emailed hundreds of radio
face
Looping through my mind like I'm trapped inside a maze
You don't understand why they let me out the cage
Jacky Lavish, Rage Demon, I'm 'bout to rage
You'd think that it was fantasy
You'd think that it was all a dream
The way things happening
When we turn it into history
You'd think that it was
a sample
Countin' them racks, no racket like tennis
Tickin' the clock and you countin' the minutes
I bar like DeMar, the way that I shoot
Shot in a drive-by
Started with a dollar and a dream
We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks, I ain't
track of the album “Cantigas de Maio” (May Songs), that debuted in Santiago de Compostela (capital of Galiza) in May 10th, 1972.
Outlawed by the Fascist
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
it, just get a better tactic
Everything's been done, I'm just doing it better
After album 1, got consumed in this pressure
I don't like the way that I
make an album
Album, album, album, album
Feel like I lost myself
When I found temptation
Lord I read the bible
The Tuttie James edition
Reap what you
of my dreams
Your frank mysticisms never seem to be quite clean
You were more like, nevermind then, I was very much bleach
But that album, it makes me
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
blind as shit, like
Rockin’ for free, doing an album overseas
Going to Tahiti a second time
To split two G’s
Shit, I coulda went back by myself
But I
like Sammy Gravano
It's easy, child barely an Italiano
But don't do it, she'll have your eight by ten on every channel
[Chorus]
No honey can set
and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
G-Gucci Mane I'm the water man
Make it rain, do the water dance
Water dripping like
dreams
I spit these things like they in permanent ink
Till my lord come in half of a blink
How the chorus go
Don't give up son follow your dreams
Moms
"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
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
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