Lyrics:
without ashtrays
Get your name out my mouth unless you got all your facts straight
I don't ever get rest, too much, no tax break, yeah
If you had a second
aggression
See u on the verse
Like u seconds switch it up
Catch the smoke no mention
No pension for u
Cause u regretting life
While I'm living myn
Running out
filling yourself with vodka?
Yep
Hold on, the part's coming up where I need to sing
Down by Biscayne, my face can feel the rays
Down by Biscayne, it's seven
tell so well
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
tell so well
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the ON microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like
to the test
Real in the flesh, standing straight and I'm sponsored by faith
I separate from the fake in the specialest way
Forever drain by the way, put
by the hour
Show me the money
Baby I'm hustlin
I no longer fight the force of destruction
Let the chaos proceed without interruption
Waiting for my
Found out the hard way one can't possess another
And all that you have is your soul
Don't be tempted by the shiny apple
Don't you eat of a bitter
In town [Repeat; x 3]
Something in the way of things
Something that will quit and won't start
Something you know but can't stand
Can't know get
stars
By far the prettiest Misses
I pull up in the prettiest sixes
So by the time you get the six bitch, I have the seven
By the time you get
seven billion, I'm a fucking walking legend bitch
Made for this, no surprise I never miss
Way up
(We way up)
We way up
(We way up)
Yeah, where you
We
only highs
I was climbing
Into the air
I followed you
All the way up
Into cloud nine
I was blinded by your shining light
No one else was in my sight
to that money
All these niggas moving funny
I stay riding by my lonely
Bitch I’m out here
I don’t play no games with niggas
I don’t play fair
You was saying
and the ground
Today, to give it up; surrender to the love, no man to hold
No way to know that you are home
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but
this bitch jumpin, like a muthafuckin', second line,
Been bout it, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme.
No limit chain around
look uche face oh
Cause they can never feel the pain
Is straight to my vain
To my vain oh
No no no no !!
Woss se koko ma
I stand by
Bebo whiskey konga
myself high
I wouldn't spend my time to draw cold souls and animals
'Cause I'm paralysed
I'm paralysed and I am not doing nothing, no
Nothing
By now
I
hit the deck
'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs
The Green-Eyed Bandit can't stand it
I'm back, did anyone miss me?
They said a second record could be tricky
Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not tripping
My fans, they know what
to blame somehow
On Earth I walked with you day by day
And never did you point the way
You knew The Lord in Truth and Glory
But never did you tell the story
Verse (Blue Number Seven)
Trippin' off the acid like it's nothing
Runnin' everyday ain't no stopping
She says all i do is mess around but i just can't
flow
Or which-a-way the wind will blow
So just enjoy the view
Because no one gets a second time around
Day is dying
We're headed for the setting
Why are you hanging out by the tree
Don't be hanging out by the tree
Sister, why you stressing about the things you can't change
Hand it over to God
9-5 wasn't getting my bills paid
I got an on-time God but my payments still late
An artist living colored with way too many palettes
That's why my
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