Lyrics:
throw money in the air
Let the wind do rest, Hundredseverywhere
Boys hating, in they feelings but I don’t care
Im trying to make thousands by the pair
Hit
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Yuh, we your queen and king
Flying around the game
Take your life
By the reins
We above the fuckin' fame
So royal it's a shame
Lil nigga stay in your
I been woke 3 days cooking songs up
Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up
I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive
Every since I been looking for it
still resemble the artistry I jot on each measure
Could charge by the sentence, recording is a solid endeavor
I'm just saying man, ask and they'll tell
power
Then I'll give these hoes a rinse with that holy water
(This a masterclass, held by yours truly)
You little my piece God miss darling
She a lil
take you to the backyard
Different color lacks boy
Half a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll don't understand
Bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man shit
right now
So right now we gotta get on the first song
First up we got is Struggle Is Real
By my homie, Lil Soul Flame
Produced by Elhi
Mixed by DB Pooh
So
Aye
Aye yea
Try to one take this shit
I'm getting over a cold so my voice a lil, na'mean
Album ain't been out twenty four hours
I'm already on this
cap
Me and young shadow go back
Let me shed a lil light on these facts
I wasn't impressed by yo raps
I resonated witcho soul
This nigga had a heart gold
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
album, that shit be wack, your lyrics sound choppy, FNO, SPC, we been On top, you'll never stop me
Bitch, we go up like a rocket, why you talkin' outta
Dutch
Sport mode Nigga
It's a 6 speed
Thick lil bitch
Name Keke
Ghost got the Fiji
We water whipping the water
You place the order
Fulfilled
Say
dare
Aim to release on my 16th, as seen
On TV, not that we believe it
This album, I conceived it
Soon I'll leave it, like in a hot minute
Your fire I'll
and Lil'Keke
They started off hot and they still hot
You other rappers wasn't and you still not
You not a emcee, just cause ya grilled out
Johnny's for
commentators
Can’t see no evil I’m getting to paper
Deep in the game like I’m stuck in a crater
Saved by the bell I feel like ac Slater
I’ll run it up til I go I
at night
You repent by the day still living right
Still need a lil pinch don't flinch cause you feel you exempt still a shrimp to the bigger life
Or should
a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in
A fresh pair of jeans, a nice clean shirt
I'm on my island in the sun shout out to Weezer
Who can you count on these days in 2017
Lil' nigga, big city,
nothin', homie
Ye ain't fresh azimiz
Ye ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it Doug E. like I keep it Doug E.
Lil' buddy you ain't fresh azimiz
from six, still mastered the streets
We maneuver with rugers, over paper we'll do ya
Smuggled the green moved the white, travel by night cause it's
Got boy runnin' suicides he'll run around
All the drums came wit' sticks marching bands
Disappear do em' like tricks find ya' mans
Told the lil' bitch
that brother soul how much he'll never know
Oh and reminiscing on my boy lil' Khatto
I know you in that paradise cause that's where all the g's go
the range
Switchin' lanes
Reminscin' on cans and sardines
And car dreams
I'm burnin' unfamiliar bud
Got a shotgun like Elmer Fudd
That'll let off
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