Lyrics:
Now who I am is who I'll be until I die
Either accept it or don't fuck with it
But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it
Let me go my way but
applause
All you ever wanted was a Porsche
I'm rocking stunners you wouldn't cava in the mall
You Stevie Wonder when the zaka is involved
Greedy with
Doja, what niggas smoke out of where I come from
Hit hard blinds eye blitz, you Bret Favre
RIP Derrick Thomas promised to work hard
And hold it down like
really not that hard
All you have to do is make a sandwich hardee har har (Bloody bastard)
Laughing at your dumbass cause you're really just a joke (Hah)
bus
We didn't/ talk about which neighborhoods were crappy or cool
We identified our areas by catholic school
"Yo where are you from?" St Thomas
halt in my tracks
Because you never know how long ya race is gonna last
Stay the pace man it goes a mile on this path
But I ain't tryna preach, I ain't
got a list as long as Thomas Boulevard of true stories, and I could give a fuck if you approve of them
You couldn't stomach this shit
If you went
myself
If I can call me Thomas Edison
With the way I'm going in
Real recognize real don't tell
Me I don't got talent I been
Trying to make it happen you
got your back girl, this is true, like MJ said, I’ll be there for you.
Hook:
(repeat)
Written by Troy Harrington and Brian Thomas
Hitting hoes like I’m earl Thomas got em leaving out by the crack of dawn
Got the city eating out my palms
Rocks dancing all on my arm
You’ll never catch
motherfuckers give me credit for
It's ok but don't holla when the game change you don't know
Thomas you familiar with the stage name
I'm unyielding
to make people remember me
Fast like Flo Jo crazy like Cujo
Both I know and you know
That I'm numero uno
My crew is numero
Order in the court
Stranded in the desert
With no direction home
Blinded by the sun
No-where to go
What did I come here for?
So far away from home
Crying in the night
says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
says, "You're in the wrong place
My friend, you better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
I'm not laughing at the jokes they're telling
I'm not buying up the shit they're selling
This is a breakdown waiting to happen
All cold sweat
Mustard for a clue
I don't do trends or wagons
Being real is what I do
Hey yo, who is out they mind tryna diss me? hell no
You'd look less foolish tryna
away
I'll be on my way
I'll take your head
And cut piece by piece
Green sheep loves to joke and Green sheep jokes of love
Green sheep loves to joke
that sat up
You tell me I have narrow mind
But I don't think I do
And I never will
Yeah
Is this a joke
Or a stupid thrill
I don't see it
I don't know why
singin this
One rhyme, 3 finger ringing it
Here figure it out
But what I know is
Just let me speak
Hit beats and keep going
I'm keepin pace
By the beat
or foe that's cool
We can run an audible
And we can take it anywhere you really wanna go
Watch your friends because that hating shit is not a joke
Friend
of stupid jokes we make , not hard to take
All I desire is to put my heart on fire
You're the one
What about a drink that you never had?
Walk down in
inspired by your foolish practice
Why do you bullshit? Side up your fence
I'm just a chicken givin' you the egg
Soon, you're gonna see that your
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