Lyrics:
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
Whenever it's time to recoup
Yeah, soon as this album drop I'm out of the deal
In the house playin' D'Angelo, "How Does It Feel?"
I got a fear of havin'
and don't steal, for real
(You got's to chill)
Verse 1:
I woke up in my Tommy Hilfigures boxers at 10 from a knock at the door
But why they at my door for?
slaying beats, and I say in beats
Have a goal or dream that you can always reach
Because you could be slapping six figures on a house with a beach
Like
From the Album:
* Winter harvest
A-a-a-a-a-a
In my house
There is anything you need
In my house yeah baby
You don't have to wipe your feet
In my
From the Album:
* Winter harvest
A-a-a-a-a-a
In my house
There is anything you need
In my house yeah baby
You don't have to wipe your feet
In my
on the school bus
danger almost made my stool gush
Because the substitute driver
caused the truck to cruise by us
Would've been crushed in dude's tires
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
sober, its molly in my pee (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
Martin Margiela my therapist (Uh)
I left out the house, I was very pissed (Uh)
I fucked
of fine boys in here, still thinkin' about you
I should try to pretend that I'm happy for a minute or two
They playin' Weezy
Is this a party
Or what?
Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Please
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho
of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho
even know why (uh)
But oh I just go buy a whole house
And lay my mat down lay her back down
But I never put my mack down (yeah)
You see the thug in
ting I wish
Pre-Chorus:
I hear Martin have beer
Jamie have sorrel deh
I calling Jason he say he have turkey wings prepare
I still deh in a jam, I cannot
Verse 1 (Scarface)
Up early in the morning,
Waken by the sound of my cell phone,
Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone.
Was a homie that I went
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
to get me a hole-in-one to remind me of life when I go off
Homocidal thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's dark
Dahmer signing his name
tryna plan it out
Hit that dough and spread it out
Fuck it, cop my bro a whip
Then go buy my mans a house
Know it come with the gang in it
Know it
z
I guess by now you can tell you miss me
The baddest motherfucker in rap history
One to the temple put you out your misery
That's not an album
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
better than the new me
Y’all really talk like you knew me
Mob gang, y’all be like a groupie
Think I’m in a Martin Scorsese movie
Top reign like a Roman
zone
The swallow may fly south with
The sun or the house
Martin or the plover may seek
Warmer climes in winter
Yet these are not strangers to our land?
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