Lyrics:
out
You know imma clap out
Her eyes rolling back
When a young nigga in it
I'm kicking pimping no slipping
Yeah don't leave no bodies
You know imma leave
when you can't even do it
This might be the realest shit I ever wrote no cap
I don't know imma top this shit after that
If this was 98 I would've signed
produced by Wheezy huh yeah[00:53.98]I make it look easy, huh yeah, feeling beastly, huh yeah[00:58.43]Talk too much little boy man I'll leave you deceased
confessions (these are my confessions)
Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do (no)
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
If I'm gonna
school[00:28.50]Hit my homie what's the move[00:29.82]We ain't got nothing to do[00:31.02]So we stay by[00:32.19]Hope I came right[00:34.37]And now I'm just
stumbling then you’re a blessing to know
No names needed
Infinity pool heated, no laps, just to relax
Check my phone, I see Pilotkid sent me packs
I take some
you while you up[00:40.73]And then she knock you out the frame[00:43.06]And then they see you hurt, and they never offer you no help[00:46.20]Then they
(Part Time)
(Part Time)
Part time artist like (woah) how you do it like that?
I was on the wrong track, then i went and bounced back
Skills i
missin'[00:28.87]Hole in my heart, I ain't got the hugs and kisses[00:31.77]XO, I ain't check my phone in days[00:33.98]She hope that I'm alive, every night she gotta
snippet[00:23.20]On the mic no Jordan[00:24.57]Pen and pad Pippen[00:25.71]Icy conditions[00:26.95]But you'll never see me slipping[00:28.23]Blue dot two
confessions (these are my confessions)
Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do (no)
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
If I'm gonna
underground.[02:34.85]My head in the lion's mouth,[02:38.00]My only applause is from his own paws[02:43.98](Still I appreciate the thought)[02:46.98]But I still have no form
that doe
Gave the boy my lil' change and I ain't seen his face no mo'
What do you call that there playin' a nigga ha dawg
The nigga thank its gravy
that's absurd[00:37.57]Bitch says you wanna fuck, just say the word[00:39.64]Fuck over the front there and put it in reverse[00:41.73]No one can dead me,
you had something and I couldn't grab it
Perception twisted by visions of lavish living no practice
Will get me where I need to get out this gutter
I'm
you softly
How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me
TV, Movies, and Records and Tours
So many busters wearing Versace I don't wear it no
an ideal[01:16.78]And I won't stand another day in pain[01:19.45]Your embrace is all that I had left[01:22.35]It's just the way[01:24.98]You opened up my eyes[01:27.61]I
like this...
The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you
a myth
Only by my lonely scared of what?
It ain't bout who you with
Talkin bout you better than my worst
You ain't no stunna
She can see from the bottom
I'm the last of a dying breed
Meaning that I’m not afraid to
Try a new thing can't see me
Best to get yourself some Visine
Toe tag a motherfucker
No
that you can do
Leavin' your ass stuck, out in your fifty two
Sayin' it ain't no sunshine when you're stuck in a five by seven
Twenty five years with
Bitter pill to swallow
I will show you what is true
Whatever we are handed
I won't take for granted
Cause I want every part of you, oh
Every part, no
Which part dek ...
There was one they crucified
Dead man tell no tales
There were some they hung so high
We know the reason why
Caught, and tried, bound
you fuckin? Who you flowin? Who you owin?
In '98 don't shit come free
Not even hard rhymes that's describin these hard times
(The curse, the curse)
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