Lyrics:
on tour, ma, you busy on the floor
Ma I'm feeling yo heels, them Christian Dior's
I'm like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like my favorite
talking about
David Genaro
My nigga Glo let the beat go
Let my ego give these suckers all a deepthroat
Cause the people been lookin for that beast mode
But
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
she mop it (mop it)
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin' (swappin')
Don't try me, it's by me (by me)
Feel me, it's on me (on me,
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
Yeah ladies and gentlemen
I'm introducing to you
Second Nature album
By Erywon
Yeah
Second Nature to me mean something you can do easily
Without much
on one, but this is our last show on tour
And I just want to take a moment to thank the crew
That's pretty much made all of this possible
David, Connor,
changing directions
My truth's for me alone
But it's time for my confession
From albums to the books to my very first film
I'm so proud of my creations but
David dance
Took a stance, made the plans
Don't say I can't go
I couldn't even cope
But what I reaped, I sowed
It just goes with the seasons
I just go
centuries we'll make crews sing
No matter what record label, we stay stable
Pick up the album, we're never on cable
Crews cross over, but not Main Source
Huh? (we got London on da Track), okay
Look (I'm in London got my beat from London)
You know I ain't never had shit (okay)
Now I'm somewhere in
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
wifey don't take it by the uniform
Seen a lot of 10's, yeah but you the one
2, 3, you who I do it for
I'm in the 2-3, yeah I'm in the zone
Supa wifey,
took a dime
Made beats for your albums
Ghostwriting on your rhymes, unh
Didn't I scream 116? Unashamed in my faith
Taking worldwide trips?
Didn't I win
Flex (Yeah flex)
She like the way I'm stepping
Album dropping soon I still got jammers in collections
Headed to the top ain't never stopping living
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
told me Michael didn't need em, He just beat it then he beat em
That was crazy
It was what I needed
Jesus took a little, made a lot
I'm like David
the car
Album's fire, David's soft
Maybe 'cause I'm acting off
""No, I'm fine. Stay away,
I don't wanna hurt today""
Feelings swing from back and forth
But
of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the idea
From this point
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
quickly
Ex girl strippin'
I can't stop her
New girl trippin' but I can't drop her
'Cause I need somethin' to balance out the fact
That it's hard
Okwunda on the beat
Yeah
Yeah (W-W-Wonder)
The devils chain 'round my neck has been broken
Soul stolen, but got it back thanks to Heavens Father
Now
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