Lyrics:
gotta hold it down, I'm by myself
I ain't got no body round you lookin' helpless baby
I can't help this feelin' that just came over
Baby what you talkin'
think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label
If I did this whole rap game be
the infant.
Wise Man 2: We must pay homage to him.
Mandy: Homage!! You're all drunk you are. It's disgusting.
Out, out!
Wise Man 3: No, no.
year
Over a large veggie pie, extra crispy crust
Chan say she, take country love over city lust
Any day. It breaks your heart. Tougher than given pills
The hardest part was seeing networks that were built over time
All of the overlap of people I think liked us 'til I
I had to make it 'bout me, and play
a newspaper or magazine.
It's hear its reality, this is our nature. Its how we live."
[Guru]
Now everybody on Earth want to rap, we burnt all of that
It's 2017 Kel just got done killing (he ain't talking)
It's the little job he pulled that's gon get him took in
He brushed it all off he pulls up
Then I dropped out and I ain't see her much
Lost one a couple years ago
I know she looking down and she proud of us
I got brothers that are proud of us
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
forced to forget oppressed
Yes I use that word I'll never digress
The distress when that realisation came
Living day by day seeing it in
All that I partake
you ain't know
Evertime I need my brothers and I call them
They pick up everytime
And with us it ain't bout the shine
It's bout health and wellness
Are
All you hoes, be cryin' for these bitches
All you niggas, be cryin' for these hoes
Both hands clusty
Pullin' out gats
Double barreled
Blew off
right (3) , that's right (3)
Run all over y'all niggas (3)
What y'all gon' do 'bout it? (3)
Uh, Bossed Up when we roll (3)
Uh, Bossed Up in control (3)
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
[Girl]
You ain't shit your daddy ain't shit
your brother ain't shit your money ain't shit
your lab ain't shit your rings ain't shit
miss me but not misses
If you ask me what's my interest, all my interest involve interest
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off but you can't cut my
I'm past all them times when nobody ain't love me
Ain't nobody love me
My girlfriend ain't love me
My momma ain't love me
My brothers ain't love me
I
the country i can't even pronounce
Private location i can't even announce
A bh is by the pool side
And it ain't even summer
Yeah they love a na cause a
Nas
this ain't some bullshit
People don't usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words
podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y'all on TV
Only one of y'all will see awards and eat with the stars
It ain't really hard to figure
it
Niggas probably didn't even know that I got all these damn homies
So many lanes, so many riders, so many things with family ties
So many lanes,
Emphatically no!
Mathematically that just don't go
See me and my people been lost for over 400 years
and done tried this Mystery God
And all we
we dippin', bitch these my decisions
May not been the best sometimes, but ain't nobody changed my livin
I just got over shit fast, bitch, I ain't never
the shit that y'all been wishing for
It’s like Miley telling Kim K that she ain’t thick enough
Like Lil Pump telling Jay to get his money up
Y’all ain't made
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