Lyrics:
You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side
With this crazy, crazy world
Thank God I'm with my girl
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn
Now I got these kids in my DMs
Begging me to write back (ah hah)
I don't write back (I don't write back)
Why I never write back? (why I never write
sense
These n****s just follow the crowd
But I don’t do what Simon says
You thought you were the best
but you ain’t better than the rest
Why
my head
Its a scene out of a Paul Simon Song
See that I'm appalled
Why do you still carry on
Why don't you just move along
Pretend to be over it
why she sticking to me
Yea she listen up i'm on a vibe she Feeling energy
Keep my level up all in my bag Don't play that shit i just level up
Keep in
the booze off
You dudes is too soft, why I don't fuck with you all
I might bark your ex, and spit at the locks
But, other than that, I don't be fuckin with
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
Please young man hey you gotta hold on
God is with us I know he don't write no wrongs
Listen to me
I dedicate you this song
Let you know we out here
the power, the glory,
Lean pills n dope,
Lean pills n dope,
I get it by the hour, what u got for me,
I want my money i dont wanna hear the story
Boy i want
flooded I just write away
My notebook got stuck by a tidal wave
Dreaming of love them my brighter days
Night terrors woke me I'm wide awake
The earth is
Early mourning, cold
Holloworld
Uhh yeah check
Picture me rolling a workaholic with cadence
An alcoholic in training, pariah don’t you forget it I
Mafia ties
We pop up by surprise like we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+
And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to your soldiers
Cross me, you try to knock
make it rain
Yeah why
Buy me trips on a plane
Yeah why
Can you by a diamond ring
Yeah why
Can you do the damn thing
Yeah why
Can you make it bounce
Yeah
but I won't listen.
Don't you know there's a whole lot of fish in the sea.
Please let me breathe, why you pickin' on me?
You should let me be, rather be
at me now
Feeling on top: I don't wanna look down
To all of the people that helped me get where I am:
Just know I won't stop 'til I've made you proud
Simon smells
Josh is a eedyat, Tobi's a wasteman, JJ, no
We don't take no Ls
S-X, "Mr top 10", you man tried it
But you all failed
You man are shit, I'm
Call me Phocal I'm local I'm very vocal
Anti social catch me distracted by the mobile
Like an autonomous child who been born to be wild
Hopping you
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
couldn't be no rapper
[T] Say what? Why she tell you that?
She told me I had to be somethin, that's more realistic
like I could actually be, like
I elevated to a place where these bitches can't bite me
Bitches want to fight me, say they don't like me
My tone to feisty, could never write like me
[Ja Rule]
Its murdaaa... hahaha...its murda...
We back up in this motherfucker
Its murda... y'all know who we be (ayo don't let me catch you
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
yeh she like when i pull her hair
Simon said wat u gon do so i told dat hoe to stand right thea
I dont play no games lil bitch nah dis is not da fair
as a pass time
Got on my "Cash out the ass" grind
So if you haven't seen me in a minute
You don't gotta even ask why
You know I got rhymes, rhymes, rhymes
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