Lyrics:
pressure when I come by
I stay with that heat, might as well call it July
I supply, I'm providing rules and you don't comply
You ain't in my circle, you
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
With these fingers I'm lead singer
I ain't even serving fiends but supply demand
I'm making statements Austin's paper can't
I pay no mind I just payed
a couple of Rosarios
DJ Quik and Suga Free on the stereo
I'm the king of the area - barrio Barbarian
Interrupted by my bitch asking if we can go
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
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
Mikes
Or a lifetime supply of Air Force One Nikes.
Your Love Is
Like a one to your real
And 106 and Park or my own label deal.
Your Love Is
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons
you're by my side
It's a treat just to fucking breathe
The air you breathe out makes me come alive
For you my heart beats a melody
If loving you's a crime
the grass
Off of distorts or pour the one tall glass and nauseous
And I'm asking you, why's this spy supply hiding in strangers
When they know atop the food
cups to fill
I mean if I don't do it there's no one else who will
Write a verse like a verse of the Holy Scripture
Haven't cursed whole album, this
By the fucking feds
All running wild
Bottlenecking vitamin D's supply
So I'm trapped in quarantine lonely
Lacking in connections, intimacy
Dating apps,
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
a genius
I drop an album, its my life in sequence
God damn
Every body put your hands in the air
Cause life ain't fair
This year we ain't taking no more L's
push it up, real hard
Real hard, for sho', know what I mean
There's gonna be talkin'
[Remedy]
Wi-wi-wi-wiped by supply and demand
To expand my
feat. Animal, Trav
I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)
[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my
cool
supply & demand rules, replaced by A&R rules
a scholar of the next school
who wasn't trying to hear that
so principals and teachers abroad began
frostbit corpses
Tortured in the grass
Offered this torch supporter one
Tall glass of nauseous
And I'm asking you: Why's the
Spy supply hiding in strangers
know how to not succeed
Working on my album, I do not know sleep
All she desires, fame and designer
IMG signed her
Now I got her legs up in the air like
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
to share it with all of you
And clear the air a little bit
Say it all from my point of view
I haven't seen you in a while
All the dust has been settled now
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