Lyrics:
I want a girl with a bad attitude
And when Award Tour dropped I copped my first CD
By then this music took on a new meaning to me
I heard a way
PITT
25th, September 1967
Dear Sandra
When I called in this, my manager's office
A few moments ago I was handed my
Very first American fan letter
she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she
Put myself first never last[00:20.17]No staff did it on my own kept the faith[00:22.49]Even in these times when this s**t looked hella
You killed this one bro
Foreigner two times
Bitch we back to the basics
I can't show my face so keep the mask on like I'm Jason
You gone always be in
he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous cause for sinning
Them a murder me, so I gotta murder, them
First emergency, doctors
you dey go alone
I say shut up there, come down, oya bring your phone
Officer search him, if he tries to talk, I want you to slap him
By their fruits
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
Back in this shit
(Hit-Boy)
Look
First you got to pay dues
Then you got to make moves
And you know the game test you
You just gotta stay true
zama-zama
Ke go chaela kgale ntse ke phanda
1One Hu$tle is the future you can tell by looking at my past
It took me 10 years to be here
It's gon' take you 10
And hopped back into the studio to
Voice animated superheroes and record her
First solo album when Cameron isn’t
Bringing your favorite characters to
Life
First album did better than what I thought it would do
Guess it's because I knew I had so much to prove
Expectations are higher on album two
So I
and mc?s roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I?d be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was
album
I saw my flaws
Unlike the first verse, this time
Something was on ground
Like baking a cake
(You gotta make good use of the flour)
Wanna stand
Mara first name ke Thato (Thato)
Rest easy niggas like Vusi like Patro
Ka mmao ho tsameile batho
Top dog ekamo
Let’s get to the money
Let’s get
was a little girl
Growing up in the hills of Vega Alta
My favorite time of year was Christmas time!
Ask me why!
Why?
There wasn't an ounce
a good day, you foreigners."
I, crack a smile one time for the acknowledgement
Northbound, now we start to pick up more college kids
They try to study
are at the store and she gets Stopped by the door
Imma open it so she can walk in first and Before
What if you produce a baby with your
Beautiful bride
get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Yo, first I snatched the streets then I snatched the charts
off the jack seen a hunnit k in cash my first time in the trap my first gun was a Mac I swear to god it was that anybody in the way they takin the dirt
Where the fuck is Del
Where the fuck is Del
Way, this is our way
The first time I used it
It was just like
The worst sensory experience of my life
Too
by all the fucking stress
Of my own mental playing all these little games
Cause I think of the craziest shit it's and sometimes its really strange
How
All these dots, draw me lines
Give me enough to find
Every angle in the plot that rings a note of the divine
Let me try to define mine, by making
even love myself
When I didn't even love myself
All those late nights I cried
You stayed right by my side
Even when I went astray
You did not turn away
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