Lyrics:
[Chorus: Tyshan Knight]
[Verse 2: JustPierre]
It's getting heavy, these burdens I carry
I gave 'em to Jesus, now I'm living merry
Since that He met me
I
I ain’t looking for no handouts, ima stand out
Sometime I freestyle like it’s planned out
Never gave me a chance, I just had to stay down
Now look
It's the end
It's the end
It's the end
It's the end, Yeah I know
But I will never figure out
Which way to go
You countin' this money
Light up
I miss your squirt marks on my bed
I miss the way you gave me head
I miss the crumpled up sheets
That smelled like the Bay of Fundy
I miss your
of dope
Cause back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
Cause I
of dope
Cause back in the gang you can
Get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you
Gots to be smokin'
Cause I
He said steady now keep your chin up
I can't do this on my own
But I'd just turned 8 and I couldn't wait
To see how much I'd grown
Grandpa got out
and i never gave up and i, push act kinda crazy but i
didn't lose site so i
take steps day by day
i know i'll make mistakes along the way
these are
is always everlasting
And everlasting are the words that I bring
The ruler of the ring is Lord Ramsey
And music is made by Mark the 45 King
You
"What's up?"
I look around and I say "This!"
And I could give a fuck if the nigga gets pissed
Cause if he wants a chunk I'm a get up in his shit
how can I be me?
Self, Self, Self, Self
Self
What up?
Self
What up?
Self
What up?
Ok envision a pyramid of discovery
Drowned in a lotus pond with
’m up, I’m up in the bank gettin’ paid
Question mark, question mark
Whatever you made on your job last year
Multiply that by 10 and
I'm spend that
neck
And mark you up
And leave you creamin
Fuck you hella good then drop you off
I leave you feening
Baby you ain't dreaming
Got you you in yah feelings
Marion Berry, hey
Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay
Some say I'm dope as fuck, some label my rhymes incest
My flex is kinda
start to get large and come up on some change
I won't change, everybody know they down
It's not the same, everyday life can be different
These laws got
a thot respectfully
Disrespect that's a felony
I been wit bro since Ice So Cold
Changing up clothes still ain't change my goals
Shutting down venues
staying up, we the salt in the wound like a papercut
You ain't talking about money, you breaking up
We ain't give you a choice and you gave it up
I been
Yeah, aye
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin on Cloud 9
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin
It was written by God, but it came from Quinn
I might be
feel like, i gotta spit these bars quick
Before the starship gets blown up by the martians
These wars aint stoppin
Bipartisan prison, lets make everyone
letting the world be run by Donald
Haters gone pull up in a rolls like its a trump
But their attitude really show me that they some chumps
I pull up in
through the worst in hell my friend
And we all got our reasons why
I gave my life for the things I had
And it all flies by so fast
I may have walked
through the back door entrance
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense
Chased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnesses
And lipstick marks
Swinging Doors/I'm A Lonesome Fugitive/Sing Me Bac
Swing Doors:
(Merle Haggard)
This ol' smoke filled bar is something I'm not used to
But I gave up
like batman and robin
Gave my heart and then you lost it
Ima' turn up ima' pop it.
I know that I'm finna make it
I don't care bout' no-one hating
Days
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