Lyrics:
me I ain't ready for the distance
And don't tell me I don't got another hit if I can breathe it to existence
Don't tell me I'm sick if you can't name
hand you the keys
When I hand you the keys
Chaotic, psychotic, you want it i got it
I'm a peddler deadlier a style
Of malaria fuck competitors
Tales
got locked by the Jake
You was right I had to take the whole cake
I'm a hustlin' nigga, you know I ain't fake
I keep on fallin' with you (in
dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask
F*** all you n****s I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano f*** a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
A cold world it aint safe on the Island
No one i mean no nigga i aint Hiding
From no one
From No One
Alicia keys made it sound good Wish i had played
got another block I'm puttin' the pot on
Strong enough to smell through the jar wit the top on
Cop and be gone, if you come to the block drawn
I
the only way to become a champion
Real talk
Try not ta get lost
I hope that I ain't lose you
I got nothing to prove ta you
Yes yes yes yes
Say less cause
contagious
Life is only what you make it
Goin up you see me raising
They finally gave me a shot
I shot with no hesitation
If you want it you gotta go chase it
today
Vocal chords got insurance, not Superman or Invincible
Family we ain't see in decades, say he don't give to you
Good ol' boy system, it's still
Fuck all you niggas I'm yelling
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
Bareback, uncensored, doggystyle, slutty version
If you're offended, I guess that's fuckin tough
You wanna be sharp, you gotta rub against something rough
Hey yo black it's time
(yeah, yeah, hey yo black it's time)
If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who
when they ain't over, I love you thugs, but all them skeletons
got so close and they got so (?) if it ain't (?), this family that
don't give a fuck
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
got enough shelves
Look at yungin how he jeweled up
Yeah I blew up
It gets sticky if you wit me bitch yea I glued her
Couldn't get my niggas in the spot
matter what they say you can only be a king once
Yo king's dumb, I'm in control of my kingdom
Guarded by God's army and nobody could ever breach them
Be
pressure with then pen and so I write a lot
Got me falling harder than Alicia when I'm on the Keys
Got me feeling sweet, on the beat
When it's you and me
And if we got caught with that key
And the feds they want to kill us
Now if I don't come and see you
It ain't 'cause I lost your love
It just hurt to see
Fuck all you niggas I'm yelling
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
Mackalicious
Ain't you got a king?
Before 10: 00 Westwood, I'm no good
Shaking from here to back to Breckwood
On One FM rap show
The illest flow that you ever
like to go and hunt for shit
And I ain't got to tell you I'm the truth in the booth
And I really don't give a fuck if y'all don't like me
I'm FOX 26,
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you
to '95
I was glidin' from the ground to the sky
You could only be there and see if through my eyes
We was crispy
And might knock niggas the fuck out
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