Lyrics:
town
Got a new tool
Came from out of bounds
I'm the lonely ghoul
You should know by now
Made a new rule
Don't bring others down
You wanna come and go
July I’m so motherfucking high I can fly
Take what from who probably not you can try ima ride like I’m not trying to drive
Oh yea
Like I’m not tryna
To take whats mine
When im the one who made it
Ill be damned
Anotha nigga, tried to claim it
Yeah im comin for the top
Gimme up that top
Make it slop
I
Them battles I lost made me who I am today
And hopefully when I'm gone I'm in a better place
I have nowhere to run, you left me with no trace
try our luck at fishing
If we need to kill time
Who cares about the weather?
The sun will always shine
On my summer made in heaven
A daydream of mine
made tools
And a muse from beyond
Even if it went beautifully wrong
It was tangible truth for a youth who refused to belong
No-name nuisance
Stools
stop and the lights would quit blinking
or the booths where the men who talked through their noses
Would seal them selves tight , like a rose when it
When a woman acquires a certain age
And the men who adored you no longer swoon
It pays to avoid the sunlit days
And live by the light of the kindly
nigga who love to kill but he get faded first
You say Nuski name in vain, that's who gon' get it worst
Chasing who? Not chasing hoes, we chase
written on the paper
Right now
motherfucker bow
Kicked
The
Lyric
About
The tricks
Of the trade and the money made
Who got the money betcha bottom
on the microphone and get cut up
Talk about how your records went double platinum
With those lyrics?! Huh, I laugh at them
So you got paid, take the money you've made
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
out my heat first, he pull out his heat last
Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay
She a real one
She a real one
She a real one
Yeahhhhh
Wait wait wait wait
Tell me that she love me
She don't wanna play me
She don't want a nigga
Who
by now
All of this change has made me wake up, begin to look around
And it feels like Paris; the chaos ingrained in this grandness
The greyest days
emaculate intricate intellect
KONKRETE
We ressurecting the art of rapping with heart and passion/
We teaching lessons to those who lessen how worth this has
by fuckboys
One bullet, one target, one choice
You can take an L or take the shell
It's still double M still making mills
Made niggas respect my
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your family
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
it all, fancy cars
Yeah the newest shit came a long way
Riding round on my Buick shit
Win by any means who said it best?
Kobe Bryant mind-state
I'm
Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
it like me
(Nobody), like who gon' take you from me?
'Cause you know that I'm down to ride
I'm gonna be by your side
Ain't none of that wastin'
Switch up the flow
Can't do it like me
I made this beat
Produced by me
He did it like me
I disagree
I'm looking at her
She looking at me
I look
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