Lyrics:
was Joe 3H from Capitol Records
He wanted to sign me really bad
Dame was like, "Yo, you got a deal with Capitol? Okay, man, just make sure it's not
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
graduated
Now he got a whole meal ticket
Got a meal ticket, came from whippin' chicken
Yeah I come in the bando where
Y'all know I'm water whippin'
Servin
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
Money piles have got me out on Sunny Ave
Black with me everywhere I go he'll gun you down
Full clips, magazines yeah the Forbes list
If this all for
or even like this song
But I'm just speakin MY truth, cause I heard it sets you free
And my conversation's with God, even though he speaks through me
I'm
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
I’m hurting I can’t figure it,
Jesus left me like the rest of them, is the way I come to picture it look,
If you love me, than how’d my pops get by
I’m hurting I can’t figure it,
Jesus left me like the rest of them, is the way I come to picture it look,
If you love me, than how’d my pops get by
pressure's blowing up, I can't take the shit
Finally got what he wanted, now he's good to go
Again the ride was smashed, where's my radio?
One time, the car
the bad man here, I brought the bad man here
You're a bad man how? Bad man where?
Apart from you, there's bad man here
You're not bad, I'm bad, ask
Let me tell you where I came from
I was raised in a place called Royal Stone
The trees creak in the breeze, like the sound of the coywolf crackin'
a bunch of lies
See the fit know I kinda
Fly
You brought ya friend
It's that type of night
I'm eyeing her you know
She eyeing me
Ask me where you from
I'm
and we're gonna do that even
Though they tell us this brown skin makes us an ethnicity, brought along my brothers and sisters
To cultivate with me, but we
day to days
While chained by a shackle
It was a battle
Y'all take mass L's
Crying like a baby
Shaking on their rattle
It was a battle
Get back
guard... and finishing
("That's enough overdramatics. Give me that gun before someone gets hurt.
Stand by...")
With, uh, the beach woman clad in
These pussy niggas be talkin'
I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball
Look at that fake ass chain look like
He got it from
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This
Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This
Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This
please tell me why he's a liar
Saw the man switch up when I back that cannon that's by my side at all times, Mariah
Grab the mic hold it steady
Double tap
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