Lyrics:
The last thing I'll say is that I don't love all of the album, I think it's too much beeps and bops. I think that, I think just like, what like, what
it where the weed at?
And this flight attendant got the fattest ass
You know I need that
Now these bitches say they love me
But they're just
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
rewind cause I'm in your mind like a one-sided
Love and it goes by when you sit and cry
Cause really I don't blame you for missing rhymes I designed
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
Molly (hah)
Green Card from that visa (Green Card from visa)
Get caught and she leave (get caught and she leave)
By example, I lead (by example, I
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album
the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album
use
Take me by the hand while
We do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cause what if I never love again?
I don't need your honesty
It's already in
'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
dry
I’m drug in by my tide
It’s been fun I tried
Lord Lord Lord
Blessed self love straight up
You don’t have to look any further
Pray up stay up
Know
I’m the type to scuff your Vans
Trash bag rappers bring laughter and make me smile
You got an album out, nobody knew about?
That’s wild
Not Cypress
a sermon
Spittin' sick is a gift
I've been blessed by the lord
Been the illest since they snipped
My umbilical cord nigga
Yo, what the fuck is up man?
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need
'm going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick
Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick?
No, I'm not the Doctor but I produce the same shit
The whole
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
control with how
I've got you watching over me so I best be here growing proud
Of being able to know the dopest love someone controlling crowds
if it's not the first album it'll be the second album, if it's not the second album it'll be the third album. I'm not just trying to say imma come out
Spending a Milly
Then I'm gonna fly this chick
Out to Japan woah
I need the advance
Cash in my hand
They want a 12 songs album no FTs
They gone give me
compassion
He lives in the love
That lives in our hearts
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
a phase
I'm not even doing it for your love
Not even for the praise
They really try to hold me back
Putting my album on delay
Crossing through the critics
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