Lyrics:
paper stack up, if you let it (jeah!)
But I keep fucking up, I gotta shoe fetish (naw!)
Bad habits, I'm at Walter's every week (week!)
50 pair of new
episodes
Letting it go, the Big Boy's here to let you know
Felt something kind of blue, but did what I had to do
Inspired by the bebop, achieved
Extraordinary vibes
Got some shit u can’t prescribe
It’s so real I can’t deny
It just caught me by surprise
Extraordinary vibes
Yall know ima go kool(goku),
wanting more like an eagle bitch I soar bitch I soar
Yeah Yeah
And you can't tell me how it go
I've been movin' by my own
In the field like a gnome
Smoking
up like she being Kidnapped
Body movin' like there she go make me snap
Already got me hard, like high school jock straps
Let's recap there's no
ever
Writing with the pen, illustrated by Walter
Visioning my future, don’t know how so long
I flip my coin to the wishing well, please don’t flip me off
girl here I am come get me
Up In here! Off the chains and you know that I brought Ohio with me
I'm Up In Here! Now get loud jump off in the crowd let
he was real meat but I knew he wasn't
Had me dumpin' out the back of cadillac's on walter
Got a stinky smell to him, can't even hug my momma
I'm so
do that shit for free
cnd she gon do that shit for me
Now she ask me not to leave like
Walter white:
“You clearly don't know who you're talking
I’m Catholic Cool
Performed by
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends
Chorus
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic
on the mission
Really Been floating by
Over the bullshit nigga
They really thought they had me though
When they tried to snatch my vision
Had to get active
Now
I cross my fingers,
Every time that you kiss me goodnight,
I cross my fingers,
Even though you were holding me tight,
You say you love me
And I know
Got a choppa, it go ratatat (Brrr) (Yeah)
You know me, I count up all the racks (All the racks) (Ayy)
Keep my circle small, don't fuck with rats
[Tech N9ne]
Never let another mothafucka repeat it
Never duckin a mothafucka nigga better delete it
Put the cerebella in killa mo
Forella foe
paper stack up, if you let it (jeah!)
But I keep f***ing up, I gotta shoe fetish (naw!)
Bad habits, I'm at Walter's every week (week!)
50 pair of new
trout
My drugs they go out on real routes
Your girl texting me real pouty
Place myself the upon the mounting
Pile up the songs and now their counting
When
know is my time
Is you with me, is you down to ride
I just need to know is you by my side
I been out here, I been on my own
Gotta get it baby I been
so just let that hoe go
Fuck that lil hoe and go run up your dough
She ask me do I care and I told that hoe no
Cuz I'm not finna stress ii just roll up
fazed see got me wrapped in
(Verse)
Just like my blunt
I know what you want
You know what I need
So let's stop the stunts
We can roll a tree
Sparking
I be smoking good weed every day and night
Gotta roll me up a doobie just to ease my mind
Got a bad bitch with me, know she down to ride
Don’t you
her back she get the dial tone
You know
They speak on my name cuz they hear about me
Let a nigga come hear about me
I was broke I thank god rapping
Yuh
Let's go, yuh
Said I got a lot of pressure, they don’t know how I put on
Dreams float higher than a feather, wanna' make 'em all my own
Chains be
No such thing as innocent sin... and I know cause I’ve committed many
Convert my violence into extreme melodies, Maya Amano: I keep me a blicky
I
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well, what'cha want to do with it?)
One day at a time
[T-Boz]
Stuck on me at waffle house
After 1:12, when I go out
Where do
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