Lyrics:
Yea yea
Yeaaa
Yea yea
Yeaaa
I know they gonna switch up by the end
I'm done making friends I wanna make some bands
Yea I really hate it how that hoe
seen everybody change, I don't wanna ride
I'm by myself, but I got nine, so I call it nina
wish I had baby by my side, but she ain't wanna be it
And I
Will the limelight shine from the bright sky?
Yo, when he rips the stage, you'll hear it, his lyrics will hit your face like fists of rage
If he writes
the light
Elevate your mind
In La'kesh Ala kin, we begin
We begin to rise
Yo, just think for a second
Can we predict a better future?
A redesign of our
she about her chicken ima beat that
Blues on moe blues bitch I need that
Give a fuck bout what you sayin' fuck yo feed back
If that bitch ain't bout
think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stopping like we hypnotized
Both complimented by repeating rhythmic funk
Traveling speeds at well over a hundred miles an hour
But then again, it couldn't have been much more over
not just about money
Rich is a mentality
Broke is the math to life
Nti na obia wɔ ne formula uha
It's kind of funny
Day in day out
Mankind for get
artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots posing as kings
What are we
is it?
A brand-new style, hup, time to change
People talk about me when they see me on stage
Live in action, guaranteed raw
I hang with the rich
need to learn?
Old School artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots
risking
You got loose screws I think I know what you missing
You don't care for yourself
You just talk about it
You ain't running from help
You just walk up
is loaded
And, if you're not there, by the toot of the horn
(Kick it) Uh, I'm gone, car hoppers!
Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (hey)
Car hoppers,
right now
Trying not to go insane right now
Think that I'm playing right now
Falling over lies and pain
Coming every way in the air
Had a homie by side
you want (nah for real)
It still won't change the fact that yo man is a bum (nope)
(you know, and it's just like the craziest thing about it is)
In
tumble but think what they did
They humble about love but love is here
We struggle up over the form for fears
We struggle up all the sin of queer, we live
yo' hatin' ass fuck off! Fuck off!
(fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it)
(Stupid bitch, stupid bitch)
Fuck off! Fuck off!
(fuck it, fuck it
you'll never be, so you should feel threatened by me
You think you're by yourself, but it's my touch you felt
I'm not a ghost from Hell, but I've got
me find a reason)
Let me know by forward yesterday
Let me think the feelings here to stay
And let me think it's real
Let me know by forward yesterday
a noose
I hope you never get to snooze
I hope it give yo' ass the blues
Look at all these diamonds
I got dancing on my neck and wrist
I know anything is
coffin
If he want smoke, then why he coughin'?
If you want defense, bitch I'm offense
I could run this shit, I'm joggin'
Hit yo bitch, it's my favorite
hurt on the inside
I was popping these pills just to get by
I started growing and it just changed my life
Expanding my mind now I think right
Last year I
Yo
What you know about hustle
What you know about grind
What you know about leaving it all up on the line
What you know about heart
Aha
You feel
Got a tale about a man
A man without a name
His baron reach was far
In a dessert terrain
He had a little side hobby
Ran it by the books
He didn't run
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