Lyrics:
our music clear and clean
Each placed tenderly in one bag
When it's opened up again
There they twist
There they twine
They cannot lay separate
as if
pieces of puzzles, complicated
'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes why'all!"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, 'Cause
like pieces of puzzles complicated
'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say " Yes y'all!"
They tried to take it and say that I'm too small
Cool
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
my side feel like I need a crown
But fact is I don't wanna change it
We switched up like changin' lanes quick
All the same feels alien
That's the part
That's, too technical
I tried to show class they acting like I'm too ethical
I hate its unacceptable
But its okay I base my music style on being flexible
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
A ring on every finger, a girl on every arm
He drove his brand new Jaguar while
Music the home of that feng-shui hey
Yup found my way back refused to follow rules
Love to take action similar to what them vowels do
Said I'm in the keys
he knows he can't follow up
So it doesn't help that he
been feeling lots of pressure
Bout how he should have his life down together by 18
rather not
Fuck them money hungry bitches should be labeled as a thot
That’s my thought let it rot in the ones that sold out
Keep your cars keep
hair clean, it's not a fair game
Can't trust how they move, and his solitaire chain
His bust down Cuban with the new 'Rari truck
Cuts down the music
stacked with them new raps
Never had racks what's that
We some life hacks yeah
Walking with Jehovah so I got to know
Working in the field so it's natural
dance; spin that record babe
(Do-do do-do)
Even when the sky is falling down
Cause music makes the world go around
When it moves you you know it's got
you all around me
It's how it is, ain't how it should be I forget that I'm my own man
Sometimes I kinda be reckless, kinda am though Always stressin',
his life was off track,
So I document it on wax.
Who would have knew that music is therapeutic,
The youth could use it to influence and flee abuse.
I
Skin kissed by the sun with your hair blowing in the wind
All she wrote, all she wrote, that's all she wrote
Another chapter in my life that flew by
I gotta make money I gotta make music
I gotta get famous I know I can do it
cnd when I go do it, I know I get through it
Writin' these lyrics review
lines that I'm bringing
(Lines that I'm bringing)
I just wanna play my part
This music with meaning
(Music with meaning)
Its coming from the heart
That's
This is for the white, the yellow, and the black. This right here is ghetto platinum. Take this to the bank, get that deposit slip, fill it out. Doin
It echoed through the mountains of Carolina
Ragged and real as an old coal miner
Played by the hands of the weary and hard-workin' souls
Foot stompin
on pentagrams
Time to open your mind possessed by the rhymers
eventually how they wind up
Damaged, innocence isn't a friend
So it's hard to overlook and pretend
that for sure
I’m trynna see if fans feelin my vibes and do they want more
Uh-huh
Yea Ima turn it up
I’ve been speaking by Myself for a min huh
Freshman
ISWEAR that I’m the Bitch IM so cold Gangsta ya hear me
The trillest the realest My music ya feel it
In the boot and the Lonestar my Aura the biggest
I did
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