Lyrics:
about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets
& Dre
I could bend the rules with the Drac'
Junkies in the hood treat me like Drake
I'm not Ice Cube, it's not a good day
Auntie keep comin' short
Faded Pages
Frank R Barnhart
VERSE I
When I was ten I saw this old worn book
On the table by Grandpas chair
He said go ahead son take a look
and I'm
Afraid, my mom always reminds me
Of that day "That day, i knew if
I thought about it
Fear would make me turn back
That's why when you're
Afraid, you
heart when I was on my dick, on couches at home
I wish a nigga would have the nerve to tell me, "Be humble"
I'm 'bout my son and his kids, kids, on God
narcissist
But just tell me I'm your hero so they can never say I'm less
Cause one day I'll be an old white man
I hope some things will have changed by then
If
some phonies
Playin me like sony
Good days they gone away now im turning back to the old me
So tell me like it is
Like it is
Tell me like it is
Like
(Hey)
My grandpa told me one day I'll be everything and more
It's better never to question every lesson that's in store
See it's a blessin' that I'm
gold
Don't slip drip gold
Don't slip drip gold
Yeah got good intentions, mixed up with bad decisions
When my friends ask about me tell them I been
death's coming, he just in the house waiting
So you telling me there ain't a way to fix the shit?
Or is grandpa too old for you to give a shit?
Let's switch
looking over me
Making sure I don't fall
Ain't nothing like those old days
Grandparents and old ways
I miss my childhood
They made up for the cold rain
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
us by we're so in love and living life
Like Grandma and Grandpa do
We love to go and visit them tell them how our love began
Then Grandpa says to me
I just talked to my sister
My nieces good but shit fucked up
And my grandpa gone and I miss em
And my grandma ain’t lucked up
Cuz them lotto tickets
Revealing ya true fear
By the way um...
Hi!
It's AK I'm...
Sorta new here
Grandpa Goulash monologue:
What's good folk it's ya boy Grandpa Goulash the old
AND THAT SUMMER THAT WE SHARED|WHEN I SEE AN OLD MAN WEARIN BIG SMITH OVER ALLS|I THINK ABOUT THE LAST DAY THAT I SPENT WITH MY GRANDPA|THAT'LL TAKE YOU
fever
Aunty was fit but couldn't do a lot
One day mama got a call
Red face, tears in her eyes, and
Grandpa had died
Life's games
Made me meet him 'fore he
just died how could I tell her to stay strong
Me and Kiing ain't talk in days I guess I'm back rappin on my own
God I got some questions if you got
day when the sun might shine but it doesn't feel warm
So I sleep past dawn no peep or yawn
Can't tell me bout work (na na)
Can't tell me bout grind
gathered 'round back
And burgers accompanied by good old talk
And the tales of great-uncle Jack
It's your best friend sitting by your side
Shooting
Not a soul around but the old bar keep
Down at the end lookin' half asleep
But he walked up and said, "What'll it be?"
I said, "The good stuff"
He
a soul around but the old Barkey down at the end lookin' half asleep but he walked up and said What'll it be? I said the good stuff.
He didn't reach
makin it big
And I know
That life is nothing easy (nothing easy)
One day, imma change the world
And they'll finally believe me
(hey)
My grandpa told me
to steppin'
Good morning, brand new bitch for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go bout your business
Let them other
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