Lyrics:
Sometimes when I sit back and really let it register
I did everything I said I would, and said it first
I mean the world's in denial, but they all
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
Flesh from my blood I caress
Right on the page so it's fresh
I take my time, but express
Lot on my mind, but I guess
It's just in my genes like
change but my limp
Can't stop 'til I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, call it love or luck
You don't believe in Harlem World, nigga,
'm your guide (steps to giving no fucks, you know I'm your guide)
I'm a hidden gem like crawl space but I don't hide
I am Nico Mafia, young cracker has
even get to play when
Ya'll are leading by twenty
Yeah, I infiltrated the game
I was hesitant at first and
Feared what it would change
Now I'm high
demons or my demons get the last of us
Closer and closer
But
Colder and colder
I feel like a cobra
And i skrt... off in a Cobra
Tell me why the fuck you
feeling so trapped
By thoughts that only she has
She's trying to see it last
But can't shake some things from her past
Now I'm guessing, feeling unsure
I
as time passes by me,
Lord I’ve got to keep it moving.
Your head gonna hurt sometimes,
That little bit of light won’t always shine,
But don’t you worry,
again ya she hella mean
Boom boom boom fuck her 3 times till she wet her jeans
When I drop my tape ima give my rebels a full cuisine
Boom boom boom slap
change but my limp
Can't stop 'til I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, call it love or luck
You don't believe in Harlem World, nigga,
'ont wear watches boo
Gave you some dimes and in time you would shine, but you rather money huh
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
She would like to get my
promise
If i listened to anxiety, i never coulda fought it
If i listened to my envy then friends would be the target
But i kept it at that mirror
Shattered
Got e'rybody surprised that I won't drop dimes
What's on yo' mind? best get me off it
At least quit lyin' if you must keep talkin'
Go on with
They said I ain't a threat
But now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like
Y'all if I
They said I ain't a threat
But now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like
Y'all if I
prime
I'm right in my prime and I'm here to stay
It be like this now isn't always this way
Before all this fame and before all the pay
Would think about
on the grind and don't catch no case
Bitches, that's what you always be
Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this ain't
hit him with a charge and it shocked me
I ain't talkin' Sylvester Stalone
But I felt all alone when this shit had got Rocky
Niggas thought I would
in sight
And It was me against the world and it knew how to fight
I had made up my mind see 'I was' ready to go
But something deep inside my head
of her past led her too me, ha haaaa
This is why I DID all those things growin up
So this day would COME and now we living it UP
Not a SINGLE thing could
platinum eyes, nigga that's when we finish
Man it's a dirty game but yet I shine so clean
Nigga what ever you need and puff, now holla at me
Whether I
entrancing,
but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN
"Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder:
my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by
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