Lyrics:
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
Brooklyn
Everybody in the Bronx
Everybody in the world
Tune into channel zero
I live in Queens, New York
(What you do?)
I twist a cap with my niggas
Smoke
Ya whites gave Elvis a stamp
But what ya plan ta give my man Sammy?
the world this is what I call living as I ride in my car and I'm
Blinded by the lights that were on the quest
We're running off in the night
Got some
Sawmill Road
As the years went by
The world began to change
One by one we outgrew
Those childhood games
Momma cooked and cleaned
And worried 'bout
on a cruise
I got a lotta things for my mind, wey we go do
Fire for fire no other way ima go about it
She need a sinner on her body, I say no problem
In a world
you heard and it's fuck what you thank
Move it along you crowding my space
Maryland I'm callin it Runnin it thanks
I want like all of it none of it
ever exist
Who says a family needs a mister and miss
They've got a dream
Picture the scene
They want to drive down to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
but the fans was with me
Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and they still don't get me
I didn't
confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music
Who the fuck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent
Who has no room for improvement
It's
a world that's off its axis
All that's promised, death and taxes
Don't give a fuck who be rhyming the fastest my anxiety
Make me spit it a mile a minute
that is, nothing takes Him by surprise. Aaron was right. I changed the line.
You said, "I love the world"
"I love what you've done for me"
You let my
I'm tempted by the world, but I got my hands up and I praise (yes)
It ain't no coincidence, don't call it luck cause it's all faith (don't tell me that)
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck!
Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin'
Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack
I just
Biggie
Going _Federal_ like E-40
Shock the world like Silkk, put my pockets on tilt
Puttin fools _On Hold_ like En Vogue
Used to slang white ice
fulfilled
all by the law
art my dreams like Einstein law
heart my album I got them all
낮에밤에 후드스타 킁
내삼집엔 Trippie Redd
함께했어 드래인갱(s/o
to ripsquad)
한국힙합 OG 엉아도
handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no
make this scrilla
Hooked up with Chris Hicks and Dru Down my nigga
Dropped this album I'm still slangin' pounds and zippers
Then dropped the first
I'mma be funny and die, Chris Farley
Lucky I had Jason and Amer, they taught me
One of mother earth's creatures, Homer Simpson
Had to get my ducks in
Curtis them,
Courtesy of my Smith & Wesson,
I kill tracks like aids, nigga get infected,
[Chorus]
The whole world been waiting on him,
Here I come,
a rapper, I'm really a spaceman,
Taking you out of this world to a place that close to the Sun,
You'll be needing your Ray Bans
You wanna meet Elvis, I'll
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