Lyrics:
feel like I felt about 2 years ago
My days are the same, they goin' by slow
I don't go to sleep, I'm hearin' the birds cry
I don't give time to haters,
Took years to write this song like three four
Yeah the way I'm going up only see north
Took twenty-two years I'm restored
Favorite number twenty-two so
Back on my booth let it flow
So I had to let them know let it go
We in some complicated times
With information and social media combined
Changed
gotta that fo' seven
With these peers in three years, to be clear
I'm still here all ego money
I just need the evil from me
Ballin' with that three up
do you think that we never stop never stop
Hope you realize by now that we never flop never flop
Plus it's been like three years since our last drop
No trouble, I'll bust your bubble then leave you for ruin
Such come a dime a dozen, fuck some
You lost the race by a dick slut's cum 'cause nuts won
Freestylers (here-here-here we go, here we go)
By definition it's the Don
With the KV in the brand new song
Giving use of freestle, freestyle flows
With the d,
know I beat 'em to the count
To the points love
I swear I never even lost in a coin toss
So bow down mothafuckas
If you talking deep shit
I’ll out drown
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
Yeah dog twenty twenty flows
Twenty twenty flows
Lets go, fifteen years out the game
Wonder if he still got it?
Ya ready? were about to find out
Lets
To die
So I spent years by the side of this tree
Singing for it as much as it'was singing for me
cnd each and every day when I'm rising, I'm rising
This
rhyme...
Check it out on the one, two, three...
Standin' 5'11", and I'm almost 6 feet
18 years old, rock a new beat
Got no nickname, stay the cool sane
tongues yo
Raspy type flows, De La jones arose
Twenty five years later, ain't too much done changed, B
Owner of three homes with my eyes on a Bentley
to G, got em facing the east
The game ain't tasting as sweet
Cats flow is still, and his compliance with beats
My radio station is deep, so F em
to G, got em facing the east
The game ain't tasting as sweet
Cats flow is still, and his compliance with beats
My radio station is deep, so F em
way
My first year I'm steady bagging A's
By year three I'm on the grind chasing cash can't let the bag escape
Payed no attention to my GPA
Still wasn't
was happenin
Lemme go back again
Ima start with my element...
Im cloud
Im giving em rain drops
My flow get cold
It snow, it freeze and flood
Theyll
1,2,3
On the down low it's only see double E
L-O, I flow, I flow, I'll let you know
When it's time to catch wreck I catch wreck like an old pro
You
of us
And if those ancestors speak in a tongue of drought
A breath charred by the desert sun too long left out
A dream splintered by what they've gone so
leave behind all of the nights I cried. Even after all these years gone by. I’m still haunted by, all of
these nights I cried.
3-29-20 Fre3spir1t
Hello, John
Do you miss me?
Because I miss you
Hi, I'm home alone tonight
Why don't you just stop on by?
We can play my PS3
Home alone, come hang
I'm having faith yeah yeah
Miracles are coming my way this year
Pray say all my people celebrate this year
Giving thanks it's only Gods grace
I'm
Doctor doctor
Me I have this itchy feeling
It is deep in my bone
I want to see whatchu whatchu think of it
Alarm
Sound the fire alarm
Sound the fire alarm
my dick
When Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitch
Deep throat, Caesar gold or pun wicked hoes
Who like the way I thug and the way I flow
I
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