Lyrics:
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
and they're quite good. You know what, why don't you just record them? You could sing them. You could be the artist. There's something called Kickstarter that
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
years of childhood. And I also knew that my musical inspiration was changing. I dedicated an entire album for my daughter called, Songs for Noelle, Today
a better album than blue face in two days
Did it by myself for so long I forgot how to ask for help
Need enough money to swim in Michael phelps
Y'all been
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)
did the first one
Five album run, now the cursed one, it's a blessed one
By the time y'all hear this, we be half way through the next one
Bless up
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by today
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel like earth is anemic, too
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh
I told y
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
why I haven't got the job yet
She ain't tryna hear it
Fuck
I got this motherfuckin', uh, this motherfuckin
You know, the, uh, smoke alarm shit, bro
It
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here
could not match
The prophet's gait worse
He forgot his own so he was left with
The unremarkable way the fox walks today
Right now
The pressures
Niggas be mad at themselves
Why give a fuck or be involved with any of they business
I know women giving hell
Ain't doing none but
Putting that shit
is?
That's right, Macklemore, of course, today has been crazy
Anyway, you ready? We'll give you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album comes out
Sometimes I don't know why I dropped the album
Sometimes I doubt that as a drain man, I am Malcolm
My own feelings made my bars Wacker
Next time we will write
they take the album
Take it home and start sweating
Why? Well, it's simple
To them it's kind of vital
To take KRS-One's title
To them I'm like an idol,
beats
So, I can just spit my raps
Then write songs with a message
That's so strong
And finally come
Out with my album
That seems so long
I told y'all
I
I got my flowers by twenty one
I got, I got, I got
'Cause I got nothing but sober In my baggage
It's now more easier to manage what used to damage
alarm today
I'm that bin lading boi I'll bomb the state
I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today
2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag
You
you an expert. And if that's the case
By my count I'm right around a 100k
And nowhere close to even being done today
Catching sun rays. Like I'm
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