Lyrics:
that
You just said
While you are making music
And being an artist, and living
The life that you've earned
By being a genius
The rest of us in society
And mixed emotions are ingredients for tragedy
Relations run like relay and love keep on passin me
Love in the eyes( the eyes the eyes) of the beholder
Well
up
And press restart
Life's not fair
But I need what I got
And it's not a mystery
I love you like real hard
Life's not fair cause
You are a work
this money, I'm in love with the cash
I like my bitches skinny, pockets real fat
Ain't do it to him cuz he ain't on shit
No need for nun chunky my pocket
Oh, huh?
Wow, foreal?
Ok, I'm about to get real disrespectful up in here
No more Mr. Nice Guy
What was that shhh you said online
Get off the chair
to the T, I ain't talkin' bout Lipton
Freak to my left
I could tell by her lip ring she be wildin'
Believe it or not nigga like Ripley
Groupies all on my
me, know shots come with it (shh)
They might just hit me with the R.I.C.O.
All of my friends keep it real, it's the G-code
Fuck with the cars, make
I can't fall in this rap game, I got acrophobia
Plus half these rappers out here are fuckin dead like necrophilia
You know the thing, chocolate like
switch my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced
My flows are silky soft, like I'm writing them in lotion
And I'm a lyricist, that's
blowing like Some dynamite
A good time have you outta sight
The freaks only come out at night
Start sipping on this, you taking flight
One hit of this,
fucking head clean
I'm coming in high, suited shirt and a tie
Huh, a real young figure prolly turn your mama's eye
I ain't on that freak shit, give your
not
Only got real ones up in my spot
New freak can't keep that on the low
I cannot get down with the laws
My minx cat I bought her new clothes
Scratch
killer, iller than the rest
(Where you at?) East coast to west
I keep it real kid, I freak the flow until it's naked
Niggas get paniced
niece
(yeah)
Drip my nephews out every two weeks (On God)
I got real fam, my shit it'll get leaked
(Get leaked)
I'm like fuck it, let 'em get a sneak peek
to know
When you held me last night
Were your words really real
Are you just using me
Or do you feel like I feel
Do you feel like I feel
From that
the hallway, I started on kissin' the shawty
And feelin' so good, thug bitch from the hood, but really though
Might get some ass tonight, hit it like a real man
The song you're about to hear, is sponsored by
Nas whip
Niggas against smokin' weed in public places
A subdivision of I-K-S-R-F-O
I'm knockin' somebody right
riding around gettin' blitz)
Ask me if I love the rap game, I, I'm loving it
Cause I can do what the ow fuck I feel is real
Blaze the poot with D. Don
track
Yea I'll send you more
Play one of my tracks I'll send you more
Trying to be
Real
Real frank with you
I been thinking bout you in a real
Real freak
like Tyson
Way I been carryin' these niggas, real soon I'ma have me a back like a bison
Late night, I call up my Dyson
Squeeze it real tight like
Them hoes say that nigga cold as hell
Fuck what the punks are talking 'bout
I want to get up with that big balling bitch
Plus niggas feeling what I'm
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
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who they are
And I know they ain't gon' like it but it's quite alright
I ain't need no one my whole life, and I done alright
I can do bad by myself,
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