Lyrics:
[Trae]
I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by
I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by
We came a long way, from
fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is
you be my B-A-B-Y
I can be your P-A-P-I
I need a girl to J me
Sorta like Beyonce did to Jay-Z
Kinda like Janet J did to J-D
And maybe you can do
life is so crazy
Got 99 problems like jay z
Got humid some shots in this 80
They breaking ya ribs
Run in your crib
And aim at your wig
Give all you got
who had dragged me through dirt
Following all the pussy that had left me deserted
Shooting shots in the dark, I was so young and reckless
Distracted by
Brooklyn boi, My world is blue, Jay-Z hue
Blessed with stripes and unnamed jewels
From a city that targets youth
Cops still shoot cuz their clan
Southern
The city lost
So outta towners find themselves frontin
There was Biggie, Jay Z now Troy Ave's after
Kendrick Lamar jus a weirdo rapper
your stake up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg cuz y'all will get Jay-Z
Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep
in the hospital ringin' the nurse's bell
Like ding I got hit (uh-huh) by two of rap's, most dangerous
E and P and they both had stainless
Biggie
Dziewięćdziesiąte jak miałeś nabitkę za piątkę
I hustlowałeś by mieć nabitkę na koncert
Miałem zawsze marker i przetarte baggy
Na łbie czapkę Starter
don't rap for pleasure, I rap for cheddar
Guns clap for treasure straight like that forever
H, Bleek and Jay on a track together
It's a wrap for y'all
of vice grips
I don't pay niggas, niggas pay me
(I'm a hustler baby) like Jay-Z
It's the diamond princess million dollar mistress
From the M-I home
they die
No dime don't meant I'm a friend to low life
Life's full of pain, Jay's king of hardship they'll say time flies
Little me transformed to this
na nich po ptakach Forever Young
Oni mają buty ale ja mam karabiny
Jadę jak czołg po kamieniach Palestyny
Nawija Eno no to nie pytaj „Elo kto to"
Niggas think we signed to Jay-Z, gang throwin' up they rocks
I ain't do no deal with Meek, but I'm dream chasin' in my drop
I ain't sign to Ross, but we
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
on the cover of a magazine
I'm the source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z Blue Magic nigga, what what
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine
now and later and sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they
Mr dash speaking to his kids on Jay-
Z We runnin' the game
Y'all slipping like run in the rain
Ya bitches running away from y'all to us
In God we
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
xichtu
Necejtíš se ničím vinnej stáří bys rád nechal jinejm
I tebe už z dálky zdraví stará láska nerezaví
Forever Young jak Petr Pan
Nehodlám stárnout ani
ball)
I BE DE NAIJA JAY-Z I BE DE NAIJA MESSI (Starboy)
I DEY DO MY TING I DEY SCORE DE GOALS
AND I JUST TURNED 18!
I'm King K for Killa
Youngest
shit
Dead shit all around me
Think I'm poltergeist
I'm the Zeitgeist of my time control your history
Dead president making a move bitch I feel like Jay Z
This Business
Because People Say, Well You Know, A Lot Of Times, Artist Have To Get Jerked
I Think, I’ma Keep It 100
If You Was To Ask Jay-Z The Same
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