Lyrics:
richer,
I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city,
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy,
I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from
on God
Give me time, I'm trying to find
Peace of mind, it's hard to find
Get the bag, it's all mine
I'm a monster, by design
I don't kick it with
don't understand i'm misunderstood
Give Interscope two more albums
Then I'm done for good
Sold 10 million records, ain't leave the hood
It's a cold world,
children in the future, waiting to breathe
People slowly dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this album's on a library shelf
I'll
ready to retire for sure, ya not see it
I'm from the 70's, I'm down by law, ya not see it
We passed fliers door to door, ya not see it
Popularity's
Grand Rising
Grand Rising
I woke up, heard this beat
And decided to rap
And this mini project is an appetizer before the albums
Yes, that was plural
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
a classic album
Something I can play for years just leave it on repeat
I hate the way the game is being played
I talk loose like I'm a few modelos deep
I can trust in Christ despite of my weakness
I swear I could cry when I deep it
Coz I’m justified by His meekness
I won’t pretend I’m one of them guys
Cause of a fuckin' chain on?
Migraine's on, now the pain's warm, I stagger
And I'm hopin' I don't know the cat with the dagger
Penetratin' my heart
Cause of a fuckin' chain on?
Migraine's on, now the pain's warm, I stagger
And I'm hopin' I don't know the cat with the dagger
Penetratin' my heart
unlocked my flows like I found my mojo
Heart strong spirit bold and I ain't no bozo
Why u treat me like a monster like I'm Quasimodo?
Shunned from society
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
to sleep
Live amongst the dead
Like your heart don't beat
Wake up another day
I'm
Still stuck in this bitch
Seeing visions of myself holding
of write all these songs
I'm a sinner, God forgive me, I can't forgive for what they did
Yeah, you saw the album cover, Heart went cold, I got it stitched
carefully to what I'm bout to say
You'll trust in love again and think you found your soul mate
But she'll just take heart and beat it down until it breaks
I just bagged a half a brick by eye
Now I'm just twiddling my thumbs
Jakes try question me about a headshot bro
I was sitting in the sun
I was
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
field of art
I shed light yet my skin is dark
I'm not conerned with climbin the chart
Cause why should you pay when it comes from the heart
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
of the album
Give yourselves a round of applause, man
I wanna say thank you personally from the bottom of my heart
For takin? the time to ride with me, nigga
Ay bruh, I'ma tell you on some real shit homie
You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog
Know what I'm sayin', it ain't no
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