Lyrics:
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
ever quote
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make
reflection
Protests, marches
Family came together like a partridge
Ain't playin' ya game, I got my own cartridge
Only playin' I do is with Lynn Nottage
I
the youngest nigga having it
Back up against the wall, know I moved over to bagging it
My dawg say put em on, so you know I had to tag em in
Won't stop for
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
mean it's like this wit; it's simply put
My plagiarism wisdom used in decision making process
Helps me make the kind of choices
I can live with swallow
I scraped the floor, my knees get scarred
But no way I give in, cause I gotta take charge
Like when my foes want to make things drastic
I melt em
And I'm somethin' like AI, 'cause if they try
Go and lock any door, man, I got the key (The Answer)
Took all my burdens and gave 'em to God (I did)
He
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
got to stick my umbrella
In your lovely, slutty wife Loretta
Should I get her
It's one love like David Guetta
Like his music are you stupid
Have Jeffrey
and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive,
speaking the truth Cause he don't believes in lies
LA Legend with John legend Singing by ya side
In maybach on ya album cover Look at the sky
A G member
Started buildin' with her constantly like Jill Scott
Now she in my world like hip-hop
And keep tellin' me, tellin' me, yeah
If you were worried 'bout
nobody do it better
Ima shoot my shot, like a Beretta
You in the rain, but baby i can make you wetter
She know she Devine, like Loretta
She at the center
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
and
Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch
On his skit on his last album
Pull my pants downward
I'll shit on you
(I will shit on you, I
Make 'em take dirt naps and they never
Woke up them niggas sleepin' still
For sleepin' on me
I'll spark the weapon like a
Narcoleptic on sleepin' pills
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
C-C-C-Conductor
Ah
Stovie's home, I spin keys to gold
Saran wrap on the floor, been rippin' 'em like Bruce Bowen
My young boy got the pole, his
to the pill
I'm charged up
Front line whenever it's showtime
Make em move without sayin' a word
They like a mime
After this they gon' begin to run
Instead
home
Now that daddy's gone
{Scarface:}
Daddy broke before I stepped in this muthafucka
And left the job to be done by my mother's
to do the best that I can
Critics say I can't make an album better than my first one
The way I feel, that'll prolly be my worst one
Another one after
to do the best that I can
Critics say I can't make an album better than my first one
The way I feel, that'll prolly be my worst one
Another one after
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