Lyrics:
to heaven for goin through hell
[J:] HOLIDAY
[S:] And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell
[J:] HOLIDAY
[S:] I use my left hand when I'm loadin
trace it
Just to be looked over by these dudes who rap complacent
So mentally, I'm prepared for whatever's coming next
And individually not compared,
a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Thinking of E-Love down with the Cool J Force
Specializin' in the rhymin' for the record of course
I'm a tower full
and how it look like
I'm throwin' batteries, when the bullets shoot by
So what, you wear a vest, why would I care
If I aim for ya chest, that be a good
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
Rap God, bitch they envy me (Woo, woo)
I'm way up out these rappers league (Woo, woo)
They say I'm just what Hip-Hop need (True, true)
Punchlines
My three favorite rappers in dead. So take very serious, what I'm said.
My three favorite rappers died young. Least I can do get this song sung.
I
live in
I'm not the car I drive, no
I'm not the job I work
You can't define my worth
By nothing on God's green earth
My identity is found in
that just means that my team next
I'll die for my bros we live by a code and God always got us so we blessed
Only thing that we show is love and respect
And you can tell by now I got it goin' on
See I wear my Adidas shoes real real tight
Just so I can do my windmills right
I'm fresh out the box, baby
albums
Fuck McDonald's and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in A.T.L.
me, I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they kill me, I'm bringin' the world with me
me, I'ma be another rapper dead
For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said
But when they kill me, I'm bringin' the world with me
Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why
like Aladdin just spit it how it's elevating like the ladders
Most of all these rappers are just actors as you know
I'm the young CEO
I'm the captain
passin by
Open the door for these rappers, I’m a classy guy
Polished windows to my soul, keep glassy eyes
Way more intrigued
While my people in a rut stay
the Kodak
Hey, so anything you can do I can do better
And any chick you can screw I can get wetter
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
Bet
Im sick of famous rappers and the lives they live
Wit they plastic personas like Kardashian hips
I'm aware of my skin tone
So miss me wit that wigga
Fast lanin, but the car flipped
I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie
I just kick thick game, some people say: why?
Cause I'm back on the block,
thinking, but I'm a self-centred rapper too concerned about my image
The truth
So when she hit me first I'm pretty shocked I didn't burst
I'm calling Josh,
I'm trapped
Who actually mean they're gonna die for it
We don't say rising into love, there is is the idea of the fall
Appreciate it
Live by it
Best rapper in the game since Kendal Roy
I was about to beat Mohg when the host died
cnd when I'm sittin' shot gun that's a ghost ride
cll of you idiots
shit from Louis Vuitton
I always wanna be a black rapper, a black rapper
Call me by the black beat beat beat
I wanna be like Jay-Z
Like Kanye like J Cole
on the come up
I just worry 'bout me
I just chill and blow tree
Here is where you wanna be that's guaranteed
I'm Jay puffin' on a j
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