Lyrics:
me numb
But If you live by the gun, then you die by the gun Update double O- 1
Venmo, nah forget it
Praise the Lord and I will not forgive him
Praise
off my chest
I've been stuck in my head and I know it's not the best
With all I put out, it's hard to feel blessed
Trying every single day to not Smith
in the sky
Man I'm so freakin' high
When you're high you will always get by
Get by, a get by, get by, a get by
And I'm high, I'm high into the sky, in
legend no Will Smith
Look at me I’m the new prince
Yea they lost need some new hints
New exhaust with the new tints
Only frost got a cool wrist
Old shawty
word to Will Smith
Light up with the Word boy feeling really lit
I'll take yo instrumental I'll just redo it
Same rhyme scheme boy I'll fly through it
straight out and will be a goal kick. Intercepted nicely by Arnold, who passes to Kane, who brings the ball into the box, gets the cross in, surely a tap in
know it, take a swig
If you're an alchy and you know it, take a swig
If you're an alchy and you know it
Takin' a swig will surely show it
If you're
text I spell it out for you
All I want is to talk to you
Isn't It my turn
Shit I'm long overdue
Will you ever see me or my point of you
I bought
Since day 1 girl my love for you will never change
Stand tall by my side and we will never break
FaceTime every night is what keep me awake
Girl you
The Tragedy of Mr. Smith
None of us know how they control us - undercover
All our secrets saved
These endless different data files
letter strings
exactly who I was
My shit is done
Now it's time for me try to moving on
'Cause if you think I'm such a happy person, no you are wrong
By saying my
the one to set it
You regret it
'Cause my beats employin' paramedics
I wet it
Yeah and it will stay that way
I know you'll be back
You probably got
Ladies and gentlemen
It's now the time
For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!
We're coming, we're coming, we're coming
WE'RE
that rattle
A&Rs too
Who are you
Fresh meat for the industry
Forget Will Smith
I'm the state's worst enemy
Plus I'm wild
Like the West Side of Chicago
and the bando
Now it's me and Booka, Ikey, Doodie in a Lambo
Switchin' lanes, switchin' lanes, can't switch up on my main gang
You will die in the trenches
my real big Smith and Wesson
Cause nigga I heard action
And I ain't trying to be the one that's lacking
All these niggas talking like they bout it
Counting hours by the second yes I recognize my blessings (You're my blessing)
You my best investment right next to Smith and Wesson (Smith
my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what u say
He's so fly
And he's so coo
Hey shawty (Hey shawty)
What it do
He mad
Tek they still sleepin'
As a right we still peakin'
They still weakin' we adventurous thrill seekin'
We will begin new ways of freakin' it
It's
and keepin’ track
When the mood hits me like a freakin’ sneak attack
But I'm still winnin’ if I get my meal
Givin’ mo’ devotion and then it's blast off until
God
I don't know but last night felt kinda odd
I had a dream, I seen Slim, he was by my side
He told me somebody fuck with me, it's gon' be homicide
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
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