Lyrics:
havin' my way
If a n—s say I don't he lyin' in your face
Never been the type that they wanna play with
View it in my face, that I catch me a case
Still
to the ratio of bein confrontational
My concerts pay per view's capable of enragin you
To drive a car or truck with a bomb duck taped to you
Put you arms up got
cannot be fucked with
Be real as an artist and fight for your artistic views
If you sign or sale out then get dumped quick
They chew you and spit you
the rooftop view
Champagne sippin with the city lights too
Strawberry Kiwi make the ambiance mood
Got me all over you
Yo
You are on the way on the way to me
All
they shoes
Cause they bringin' super views
So I gotta make some room
Cause the album boutta boom
Never ever try to chat with no faces, two faces, no
up in school with them packs
Had me flexin' like Slater off Saved by the Bell
They say they want smoke, they want beef, they want drama
Well I'm
passin thru
Post a picture of ya booty
Like girl that's the mood
Pass the booze
Swig
Cause I'm mad at you
Trash rap daily
Givin landfill views
While
Yeah yeah
One time
For the first time
Two times
For my last
You and I in the Neon Sky
300 Horses when I breeze by
Tell em move over that’s Nov
In
chillin'
With my feet up, these are vacation days
Doesn't really matter tho I'm out here,
Pop a wheelie flow, put in so much hard work
At 24, I became
now I'm chilling
With my feet up, these are vacation days
Doesn't really matter tho I'm out here
Pop a wheelie flow, put in so much hard work
At 24, I
the cockpit
Heavy represent, buy the album when I drop it
Words to live by words to die to
Long road, long road, buckle up ill leave your mind blown
release an album from an iphone
independany really life long
all this bread i got my eyes
Introvert I usually hate conversations
But this was the happiest I've felt with a soul since a couple ages
Feelings like no other woke the love from
the Crypt.
I met Ghetts when I was fourteen, lost touch.
By sixteen, I'd linked up with Ghetts again
Rolling with The Movement and started doing sets for
ain't for everyone
Spend money on music and tattoos
Money ain't all I want
Gimme the views (that's facts)
No patience
I wanna be in some palaces
No more
woke myself up to view my death with no hesitation they said it ghost right
Cause I ran across the astral plane
I exercise the situation
I'm ready
my head, this ain't really my reality
Utopia views, I love what I see
I'm up in the trees, I don't fuck with the treesh
I vanquish the villain with one
had sharpened to get your head impaled in it
Like a sword that was brought by the thought of Yog Sothoth
With these prophetic words that are combustible
the wu out the chamber
Swinging saber-tooth like I'm Luke or I'm Vader
Born sinning twinning with the only hope like I'm leia yuh
F&T be in the cut like
albums working on 5 others
Put your main course vs my bread basket with butter
Tryna be the change I wanna see and leading by example
Yea u better stay
singles on the radio
Chino never had the doe, I was determined though
Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle
My aspirations from every
Christ is first not selling no album
I turned on the tv and what did I see
Church on every view how could this be
Hollywood Lord spoke to me between 1995
point 8
Nobody can compete with lightning
The North Pole can get blinding
And we keep on twisting and winding
I looked into the rear view, couldn't
the trap by defending myself
Jealous of rappers with wealth
Envy their stacks upon stacks of these bills
Wish I could rack up a mill
Not just the scraps
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