Lyrics:
It was robbed by Frank an' Jesse James
Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle
and re-visit
Like, how ironic is that
A bunch of digital days
With some fake dreams at night
Was tenant to the Landlady that's no longer in my life
The isolation
fabulous baby
The best food drink and women that money can buy
Every day of my life is off the ringer
That's guaranteed like a fistfight on Jerry
you know I’m still a rudebwoy (2x)
[Bridge: Frank Knight]
Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it down
Brooklyn in the house and we always hold it
collection call my phone, never ask me "who's this"
Sidewalk with my headphones on, life is in the music
I always keep an attitude, like I'm Frank Lucas
Frank
stop saying shit at my back
And Focus on your life
Told my manager is gonna be better
Put my savings in my song
Move with money minded niggas
Ain't
Frank Sinatra hustle, Rat Pack, 'Did it My Way'
I know we don't see eye to eye, you ain't never lied
We should part ways 'fore somebody catch a homicide
a name
So blame it all on the gangster rapper, thanks to Joey Crack
For the chance to do it my way like Frank Sinatra
I ain't a actor so it's all facts,
might let you take me Baby
To the champagne room
My life changed since the day my son came in
Hustled harder, it’s not like you could blame him
It
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick
But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,
in a day (Work)
Quarter platinum plaques in the hallway (Money)
Not Frank Sinatra but I did it my way (Mine)
Cut the top off the coupe, that's
know ya
(until I know ya)
Yea huh
Let me hear the song that sync
I wonder what song she'll sing
Would it be your Frank Sinatra hit or maybe a tune by
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, Our position, competition
Nother day in the life of the Comission
(P. Diddy)
Hide money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men
You screamin, Our position, competition
Nother day in the life of the Comission
(P. Diddy)
In the ghetto
You think life is hard
Food stamps and tore up cars
Wall to wall dirty orange carpet
Sittin' in a bucket, hopin' you can start it
rich by the summer
All these blues in my pocket like I robbed the bank
We the big three, me, Glock, and Paper Route Frank (yeah)
All these pussy-ass
plans tonight
I was hoping that you'd come by
Let me tell you what's on my mind
Yea I think about you
You're in my mind all day young girl
Yea I think
all the way around the fuckin' world
Black Frank Sinatra on yo' ass,
Q.B. Braveheart nigga...
[Verse 1]
Was classified as the bastard
I use to have money one time
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1983
For harrison and hunter
I had cadillacs in my future
Debutantes in my past
I made
following
Haters secretly my biggest fans but when they see me no acknowledgment
Success the best revenge like Sinatra said
Frank Sinatra
When you got this
to tell'em
Correct'em like convicted felons
By the time he realized
It's to late, a slug split his melon
Seen'em spralled out from the fourth floor
In
Superior is an option and my synopsis
Is that I'm Frank Sinatra
On the roster, top running
Running races with my own shadow
Look in the mirror then I start
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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