Lyrics:
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug
place
In this YouTube video you rhyme
Like an expired Meeseeks
(Burp) Make like Zeep and bow to me
I'm more than all the Ricks
In all their alternate
YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND
Written By: Quentin Antonio Mack
Published By: Antonio Productions/Solo Music (BMI)
Intro. [Original Version]
VERSE:
You’re
music industry fan
Hey yo my man, look at my hand, they look human right?
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown
Not a specimen, don't look at me
the sound with a video game
Or something to drink
Lemon and sugar remind me of fate
It's sorta sour but sweet by the grain
Sweet by the grain, ay
She told
collar cover the Cubans
She need pads like Ewing
I hope you know what you doin' (Look)
Some paid 4-5 serious
I come through, 4-5, serious
Slay got me Shade
your family
Make music like there's no Grammy
For that last line they might ban me
I don't give a fuck though, 'cause I am me
From Beijing to Miami
okay okay it's Heavy D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen again
You see me on your MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal point video show
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
Looking in the mirror dreaming about blowing up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
an artist first, businessman dead last
Bewildered by the fact your music makes you little cash
Not because it’s trash, because there is no hustle
Bones in
one-night stands
Let love get stronger
Than laws and plans
I burn
O thunder you make me wonder
Under your spell gimme a chance
Oh god release,
that fall gently like rain||I can't wait to share this new wonder|The people will all see its light|Let them all make their own music|The Priests praise
Should have set the focus
So music would be the meal ticket
Now it's real different
I sit and wonder if my ship sailed
Try to make it thru with a canoe
But
to feel like, Okay, I've established myself and my dream of Christmas music enough, I can make way for another dream. And that dream was motherhood. I also
okay okay it's Heavy D again
Hallelujah I'm on your T.V. screen again
You see me on your MTV and on your BET
and on your local focal point video show
tryin' to make it, you was hatin? delayin? me, huh?
Where was Jesus when the ice was thrillin' you
Oh, wait, he was he with me tryin' to keep me from
these niggas wonder
Told y'all bitches I'd be straight by the summer
Told y'all bitches/right back for the summer
I Told y'all bitches/right back for
Pulling something slick that'll make
These niggas wonder
Told y'all bitches I'd be
Straight by the summer
Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told
the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still
They thought the "All Over The House" video would crush me
Last week I did five
The House video would crush me
Last week I did five shows in five different countries
The supports have still got love for me
Middle finger to the media
lyin', that's the outcome
I do it for the boom bap, the trap and the radio
Fuck a fake fan, step into me, try to play me, ho
I make music for every
the music that I make
Didn't know if they would care but I knew they wouldn't hate
They told me I could do it if I really really tried
They told me I should
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