Lyrics:
Forget dying, dying's a myth, I'm going to live, yeah?
Get me in that studio
I work from my heart and soul
And put everything into it
Kid my
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao,
to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it, why
your family to a hole new other block
I got shit that could wake up the deaf
That will knock down the door and break up the steps
Don't even bother
And that which is natural
And we find that
You stop eatin' the garbage to begin with
Now, as you begin to think about the garbage
Yeah, I can see it now
I'm
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
got my emotions compressed
And this is my treatment which soon connects
On every song I can just reflect
Talk about my problems royalty collects
And its
gonna stay
Write it down no other option
Being broke drove me crazy
Live by Broke.Is.No.Option
If it wasn’t my fam and if it wasn’t for you people
I
on the news
Then we just forget about them so why be a target
And I appreciate the love and the
Concern
But one of my biggest fears, like one of my biggest
a Rover!
You drivin' a mistake like me dissin' Hova
But I don’t give a fuck, nigga
Do it all again rule number one
Never make a rap nigga friend
But I run up
the question, gonna be a blast
"How fast do you really think you were going?"
Yellow slip's mine and I keep on drivin'
(Damn it, yeah, oh no)
(Yeah, yeah)
dude got his head on straight he don't know what his man's about
Until one day he got caught in some shit that he knew nothing about
And at this point it
Causing 3rd degrees
Y'all ain't ready for the pain
Switch in forecast
Cause weather
Im here to make it scorch
You can tell by the name
What else should I do
Yo sugar mama
I don't know why this song Is taking so long to record
It doesn't usually take me This this long but we gonna kill it this time
Let's
boys
Hell yeah I do it my way
Got my CoC on my phone
Playing Jackbox all night
We at Jamesway Park now Taeo's in a fight
Blackout, boy scout, no doubt,
block
Saw this shorty so I had to stop
Girl was looking as fine as could be, yeah
I said, "Do you want to ride with me?"
(One, two, three, four)
Hey, you
What we gonna do?
Suit up, boot up, let's go!
Make way
I'm coming through you (I'm coming through you)
There's nothing you can do
the fake and there's the real and you ain't foolin' me, nigga
Lotta money to be made out here, just who gonna get it?
In a class of my own, I don't see no
wishin'
Kid Cudi fall off? Never bossy
I'm getting money
Bounce all around the world similar to bunny
Rabbit, you want my dick? Come grab it
I will break
a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich) (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let the snakes do you cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
(Once I make
want you to come back, but
Then you just waltz on in
(Don't touch, don't touch)
And it can't happen anymore!
(Whatcha wanna do?)
Don't just drop in!
Catch me in the 80's drop
Old school Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my Lady's sock with two bodies on it
Capricorn, Aquarius
Lost so
get it
when Im gonna get it
how i gotta get it
and whenever i do i get that
Every moment I want it
cuz every day I be grindin
So when you wanna make
I'm gonna do to this joint
I ain't want to but they made me
About to get ugly, the bar barbarian!
Check it man, I ball out like a naked man
Yes your
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