Lyrics:
MONEY L what's UP BABY ITS YA BOY SKILLZ MAN
I'm HITTING YA ON THE CHECK IN
MY BAD MAN I ain't CALLED YOU IN A MINUTE
MAN I'm OUT IN L.A. DOING MY
in old age now though a juvenile
Am edified and his glorified
My time will come gonna testify
Though confessin' I'll reach the land
Eh' Give them
Leaving by the morning
Vibe in the shadow land
Seeing all the bodies
I was lost in the heaven gates
Leaving by the morning
Star's high wo
Leaving by
house did
Fuck land, I'm fly today
First class if I fly
Credit card ain't mine
Don't know how I'm getitn' back
But in luxury I arrive
iPhone in my baby
cheer
I am losing all feeling in my Tongue
This is not funny I'm not Having fun
Open your eyes and pray the Sins away
All hope is lost I'm starting
foreal
I like how he pop it that boy need a deal'
I like how he pop it that boy need a mil
My feet on the Land I can sit in the mud'
Im the man in my hood
(In university)
I swing and I beat off the block (Boosie)
6, 3
Sike girk (now it's Dorrough Music)
These niggas be claimin' they real
Most of these
9 AM, gotta clock in
New job new place, everything is going great
And what about Jennifer? started
Her own business had a rough start but I
Gave her
feet tall, there’s no need for alcohol
Momma was my father, and she raised a monster
I'm allergic to the drama, confident and proper
Walk up in the club,
philosophy (uh-huh)
But niggas be speedin' through life, high velocity
I'm in a drop, two-seater, bitch with me lookin' like Jocelyn
I'm askin' God
and corona
Sallie Mae can cut her bread in many different ways
But who am I to say
Young nigga still in the hood so I pray for the days by the turn of a page
Remember the departed (parted)
In a land where good friends
Are getting harder to come by (come by)
People call me a hero (hero)
But I call that a FarCry
Woo, gone as far as I can see
Looking in the mirror all I see is a prodigy
Long overdue
Just to set the record straight
I'm no average mate
Best
an illusion
My psychotic break
Just may be my awake
I am so hated
Round me up give me death by stake (A beautiful death)
For I have been forsaken
it on mute
I am a slave
Slave
Slave to the bag we ain't the same
I don't stress
Hit a jet
On a jet
I still fly when I land
I don't stress
Hit a jet
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder
But what is this my mind flippin', do you believe in
Beauty unimaginable now am I dreamin?
She smells good,
grace?
I am so small on this Earth, I am nothing without you
Daring to doubt you at all is a knife in my heart
Little by little I'm losing my way in
like the player but they love the game
I pass by dripping with a ring and a chain
With my sick J’s on my way to a plane
Go around the globe just to land
counsel?
Hear ye! Hear ye! I am here
To holler that I have hauled tons by which I don't mean lots
I mean tons of cowshit
And stood ankle deep in swales
dream,
That I am trapped in an act,
not of my own design,
In this act, I demonstrate
the kind of performer I might
have become, had I not been
blessed
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
the land of the prophecy
All my future below
Oh, I pledge my life
All I am to be by your side
Sworn to love you as long as I shall breathe
In every
Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
What I speak, but they nod to my beats
I tell my fans who I am, and they stand, and they clap
Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
What I speak, but they nod to my beats
I tell my fans who I am, and they stand, and they clap
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