Lyrics:
of these days and it won't be long (Chef!)
Yo I'm sicker than the V12
With cracks in the Rolly jumper all we do is Drink fuckin' Drive
Real niggas raise
Then you're gifted
These are facts
I got no axe to grind
Hey, what are you, blind?
In all of the world so far
I'm the greatest star
No
alone
The best news we got all year was Rowdy comin' home
It was dope seein' him on Instagram bein' celebrated
He a real one, he ain't fold when he got
I am a soldier I'm a slave of power
Power so great that it can destroy God's world with one mighty blast
I'm a machine a computer an engine
the world reject me
I know say you never forget
You mean so much to me
You mean so much to me
You created heaven and earth by your power
Every yapa everything
You'll meet a lot of charlatans on your way up
But don't you ever be deceived by the fake love
It smells so good but reject it from your taste buds
you feel like a wimp
Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
Got you all up in your feelings and shit
Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga
Let me tell you 'bout the new world order
Not the kind to make you run for the border
It's a new religion wrapped in a revolution
With a proven
with a simple life
No American idol but I get by
Wish I could tour a fifth wheel bus back to the real world
Time to wake up and smell the anti freeze
to success
Gaze down upon my works and admire (Heh)
World’s on fire, I say we let that motherfucker burn
Burn, baby, burn
As the world turns, count up all
to the sky like Emmet Till off the stepping wheel
And minus all the sex appeal, your boy about to flex for real
Rolls Royce Cullinan, four-doors 'cause my
the most brutal sensationalized stories possible.
The American citizen must learn to trust their fellow
man again and realize whom the real criminals are.]
So, detach don't get stuck taking out the trash
World's passing by that pleasure isn't gonna last
And Benjamins' will pass
So tell me what is cash, if
the world's never had
Is that the American dream
A.K.A the American scheme
The thought that we can all have financial freedom
Is really the reason we need
the world
I swear you never see my pain dark shades black out the world
Through all the trials and tribulations placed upon me by Allah
Subhanahu wa ta'ala, I
Shit was all good just a week ago
Fiddled with that middle the best
Then you reject, give a little respect, like Aretha, yo
Damn
Gotta stop it,
through my type of pain
It’s okay
I am not whoever hurt you
No, I know
I know
It just doesn’t feel real
Like it’s all too good
And I’m afraid one day I’ll
feature at night
A quarter-pound of sand in my un-released Nike's
Amsterdam high, smoke it all by tonight
Nigga you ain't know about the life
When
anonymous
Don’t ask me no names (where’s my lawyer?)
Cause it was all for the capital gain (Ok)
How we broke bricks a world
And castles of cane (that crack)
baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl
Well, it was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She could see the cars roll by
still around
I'd be simping all the time
She rejects me but I'm fine
I rather kill myself
Than to get dusty on a shelf
In my dreams she'd be mine
Days be
all my fault
All my fault to be a real boy, chasin' the American dream
Chasin' everything we seen, up on the TV screen
And when uh, the Benz was
bad shit ya know ain’t real
What about all the good but I digress
This ain’t about you red American X
We talkin’ bout peace and makin’ us thrive
It’s
a little change
From the offering tray
It's another American crisis
You can see how the lives divide us
World turning darker every day
In a fucked up
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