Lyrics:
pick your words
In the distance, a silent voice can be heard
You didn't have to do this, but it's drama that you've stirred
You to not do this, I
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
Carter style
We've closed our eyes, went deaf, the neurons play Davis, Miles
Indigo, basically am I just a simpleton
This engine is modified, one we've
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Little Geo is a friend of mine
We get some money and we buy a cheap wine
Sit on the corner and have a holiday
Hide the bottle when the cop goes by
and say I live the dream (ah)
Remember everything ain't always what it seems
(Everything ain't always what it seems, but)
But I'm still
I may have
raw and all of your
Bars is baking soda'd up
Like having sex with a fractured
Pelvis you broke us fuck
You and got no chicken veggie store
I have four
I’ma have to quit my job before this hits my boss’s playlist
Crossing my fingers is just way to faithless
Crossing my fingers is just way to…
Back in the day, back in the day
Oh yeah
Y'all remember back in the day, you dig
Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald
Yeah
"The Meaning of Life" Part five
Live Organ Transplants
Don't (?) I'll get it
Yes? Hello, can we have your liver?
What? Your Liver?
There's
happiness is here to stay
if you wanna win this race
there's someone who can take your place
*IN MY DREAMS
in my dreams - i can go everywhere
in my dreams -
gimme Grammys
One for every single hit I’m giving
Turn your radio on, you hear the record spinning
I’m like the new Miles Davis, you see the leg limping
the flashy image
Just gimme Grammys
One for every single hit I'm giving
Turn your radio on, you hear the record spinning
I'm like the new Miles Davis, you see
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
Give my soul just to see your face
Wherever you are is where I want to be
Look around and tell me what ya see
Everything, everything but me
No matter
Not tryna be patient
I'll be in the race until I lose mind
And I'm gonna face it
The music is laced with
Everything I need so Ima make it mine
One step
waiting
Not tryna be patient
I'll be in the race until I lose mind
And I'm gonna face it
The music is laced with
Everything I need so Ima make it mine
One
She just wants a man who rough and raw
Like Miles Davis
I just want a bitch who give good head
And can sing like Mavis
Staples on the low you know we
graces
& the flow is just wild dangerous
I been the shit like foul language
In a coupe bumping Miles Davis
Point getting money you can't save it
Lot
love
Everything
Everything is love
Everything is love
Everything
Can you hear the mountain stream?
Can you hear between your thoughts and your dreams?
DEVIN:
Hello Hollywood, I’m Devin Davis live at a local newsstand that is experiencing a stampede of young women that the world is now calling
They tried to kill the King,
But you can’t kill me,
Bitches calling me handsome, I would have to agree,
It is in my D-N-A, I am bound to succeed,
Davis, that Bitches Brew, that "beeeyatch" said by Playboy Too
This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
This is sanctified sex, this is
'm throwin a shot back
Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat
Yeah I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back
Open the mac's mouth and black out
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