Lyrics:
know me by my aim (aim aim)
ASL lol tyga don't care but
Only females, what's your email
Promise I won't tell
Flick for a big trade it never fails
given by the plant
And if you asked me to name a favourite damn I really couldn't, can't
Nope, I usually put in a book
I've been Jotting down my
name, say my name
You actin' kinda shady
Ain't callin' me baby
Better say my name
Any other day
I would call and you would say
Baby how's your day
that's why I try hard to get high
That's what I'm told by Meredith, she my therapist
She said it's common narrative for kids growing up parentless
But I
name, say my name
You actin' kinda shady
Ain't callin' me baby
Better say my name
Any other day
I would call and you would say
Baby how's your day
choppa sing
Call me young Pentium with no heatsink, yuh
They leg-locked my van up down by Kurt's angle
Worst thing, tho
That your music more generic than
and the frivolous
Really what is frivolous?
Anything you're interested
In living out
Is ill as fuck and possible
Your neck tastes like
Bourbon muddled orange
(No eye has seen, no ear has heard)
(No heart has imagined what God has prepared)
(For those who love Him)
As the deer pants for the brook
So my
raised up by the books
Mom and pops gave what they could, the rest I took
Crook put me on, told me, "God, step to your biz
The hood needs soldiers
Align
Vers 1
A being in space
Take a closer look
A thought without a name
babbling down the brook
Some people worry about the worried
And the ground
You get knocked down and get up again
Your back is sore you got an achin' head
You wonder how much a man can take
You got 40 hours in by Wednesday
to hell and back like doom
I'm still a motherfucker like Doom
Shit even Stevie can see that you doomed
I said what I said Phil Brooks off the liquor
the start
BROOK up the track insane
Like I was Usain Bolt
Risin high an testifying
We’re the gravity defiant
Unexpected, petrifying
Magic like my name
my name
Still I'm good for the war so play your game
Wasn't born yesterday
Should be plain
Getting older now its a must we pray
I was born to be me
wrong
Red beam on your face no Rudolf
Run up on me and my gang and
You shall not pass like my name is Gandalf
Look, ball like Brook
I'm a fantastic cook
Pax as a kid
Hijacking any track, I attack and I diss
I shine in my songs what I lack on my wrist
Man your shit ain't cold put it back in the fridge
And Keith Scott
Know what I can't do this
Stand up say Their Names
Know Their Names
THEY SHOULD BE HEARD!
you run a 400, you better watch yo tracks
You'll and go and tell ppl about a problem I ain't know we had
I guess selling fake techs is how you get your
Jon close by too
Right about now
I need everybody to get they motherfuckin' hands up
(Everybody get your hands up)
And wherever the fuck you from
to get close to
Every inch of your all but who knew
He got eyes for you but me too
Don't decide to quick on who to choose, think about what you might lose
the money up, got him asking, what's the plan now
Send your ass over here if you wanna know some real scam gods
Grind hard till we on E, know we can't stop
the world
And I leave other MCs below
If you ain't heard of me, hello
Keep up stop moving slow
Boy wanna know what Boy Better Know means
For you to find out
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
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