Lyrics:
Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
Don't try to play me, 'cause I'm not a player
Ayo, I shot the place up and passed the heat off like a hot potato
I'm 'bout to make a million
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
This album's dedicated to you
Katie
The Bonnie to my Clyde
I know sometimes I be getting outta pocket and all
But the truth of it is
I'm just so
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
platinum but I think the albums Gold
It goes day by day
Bad days come through then its play by play
If you got bad vibes then there's no way
I think we're
the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album
the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album
what I told you Niggas
The other day on the song
I see the money keep on
Callin' me all day long
I just answered my phone
I'm like oh God I'm on
They mad
What can I say Elijah Nigga Today was a good day good day
I got say Elijah Nigga today
Was a good day good day
What can I say Elijah nigga Today was
ever shanked that bitch
What was it one two three six millimeters by your side?
Run run from a robbery homicide
I'm all about sunny days and the blue
I take it day by day by
But what’s today but another day wasted
When I masturbate I still think of you
Yea you’re always on my mind while I’m
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
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
this fucking album with a fine tooth comb, and give the people something they'll fucking remember
You don't have a say in this
I got this, I'm already
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
you niggas gone have to see me
I remember them days, recording under the bleachers
Fast forward to now, I'm bumping through yo speakers
I started this
it feels
Lose by lose u getting passion u feel it
Every day u screaming to god on ur knees
Day by day u realize that u're close to it
Doomsday is not
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
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
ass off, no days off, no holiday
I’m doin’ all this shit just to tell that we, we don’t play
Fuck the album release party
I’m just gon’ chill in
Now I’m splitting the audience, this is it
The day is over
Right, we been working day and night
‘Cause the album don’t make itself, you know what I
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