Lyrics:
everyday we haffi sing
Live up you passion because we know it must live
Who a try test you with negative get a sting
Them kick up a ground and still bow
and lit
cll cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick
Binge, gobbling, you're not in the top ten thousand artists
Even if you started bobbing
seven seas
Aye, yeah
I’m not one for bragging
Been done with that since people were sagging
Put myself out, I’m going back in
Need to wash up, all of my
Wasn't tryna rap
And I wore a uniform, with a McDonalds cap.
Would you see the ambition that's in my eyes?
Last week was mopping floors, this week it's
First album done you know it's time for the next one
I'm like Big Sean I'm in beast mode
It feels like the devil's got me in choke hold
Ha! He's
of those jokes you offend
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time
again
I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offend
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma
the game with the cards that I'm dealt
An angel in the sky, respect to the Throwd
Now I'm doing it all alone, still repping for the O
You were the one that
man, I'm high like a kite
Still I can roll a spliff with mi eyes shut tight
Pretty girl, she said I'm on point
She like what me like and she love my type
no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I believe in God
But because you still alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is real
So I
through your nipples
I chop ??? Paul(?) 'cause I'm not into shemale singers
I play backgammon with chopped off female fingers
I soak up your blood in my
Still'll put the snow on the mission to Minnesota
Come on, you know the drill, hop in and hand it over
I'm drivin' in the whip so fast, I can't control it
Child]
dynamite I'm tossin
hatas crossin
its da end bitch
you runnin into bullet proof
hoe, we still da Triple 6
Prophet to da P
earsin niggas that
See, what I'm talkin bout here
Is love is life and life is love
And you can love bein a thug if you want
Ain't nothin wrong with that, nigga
But what
broad
But no I'm not gay but I'm in love with benjamins
I'm on an island boy just like Gilligan's
Switching my bitch I got something a little slim again
you still riding stop and go
Dissect the beat and then I turn into a particle
Pardon though, I'm hardened though
You should read the articles
I'm
And we smoke it by the ounce
If I'm bringin' all the homies
Then we smoke it by the pound
Said this that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you
With the man in it
Yeah
Imma come around
For my people
Cuz even when I'm at the top
We still equal
We all facing the same demon
Remember I told you
everyday we haffi sing
Live up you passion because we know it must live
Who a try test you with negative get a sting
Them kick up a ground and still bow
bonfire
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there,
bonfire
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there,
the 619 to the 313rd
Our journey isn't over man I promise you
You know they not even ready for whatever we coming up with in the future man
Love you bro
PJ
say I didn't warn you
No, I won't mourn for you
Offered you to be in my book
Now I'm an author with a new look
When I walk in the room, I be gunnin'
All
that dick in her back ima monster
Still pray on knees at the altar
But ima demon you nigga are fodder
Made the blue print I feel like Sean Carter
You
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