Lyrics:
At the end of the day
If I cut you loose bruh please don't talk about me lowkey you can't live without me
At the end of the day niggas and bitches be fake
I'm
of people tickin days off their calendar
That want me to narrate ya nature like I'm David Attenborough
Your frame don't even fit in the frame, I need a bigger
Carlito by the train tracks
Snipin' bitches out your favorite movies
Totin' choppas last week, open locker, man, they tried to shoot me
Need a hundred
lose
(I will) push to great heights without a doubt
(I will) never follow the crowd I got a route
(I will) follow that route that God gave me
(I will)
days
Trapped reading the same maps
Terminally caged
Dropped from a bed
Before my legs touched the earth
Head to the grave
I could never see the future
delicious
Don't be telling me nothing I'm on the track and it bussin
Even without the percussion I keep it smacking one hunnit
From rapping like I was gunnin
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me
collapse rap shows at a standstill
Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle
The funk tracks produced by EPMD
But it's a fat jam, that will never
care what they say so I paying them no mind
Step after step I keep making the climb
Living my life man one day at a time
Back up motherfucker and give me
a lie, All I get is let down
Each time I try to feel ok
I swear its too hard to fall asleep without you there
To save me from inside of my head
Feelings,
Ya these days be goin by
Way to fast
An idk if I can ever get my mind
On track
I'm always trynna be better
But something that I have lacked
Is
withdrawal
Lord
I'm half a man without a one to call
She claimed a mathin' man
She's a wonder-doll
She leave me floored
Pack an iron-snake on thirty rims
even need a visa
But I do feel like life without you is almost worse than lockup
Tell me, can we find love after a breakup
Reconcile and make up, reunite
tracks was the sum
Uh
At times I think to myself
What took me so long to start
Would rapping ring any bells
Belonging to different hearts
But first I had
Hang up and you call right back
You got it, you got it bad
If you miss a day without your friend
Your whole life's off track
You know you got it bad when
getting by my dear, in the meantime getting high
By myself
When you make plans without God he gon' laugh at you
I was getting lost tryna
Guide myself
Said
the jam I search like I'm gonna
find the party kick it like a punter
Back in the day they used a judge a MC
On what?
By how amped and loud the whole crowd
mornin' when the paper landed in your yard
Do you know their names
Can you play their games
Without losin' track and comin' down a bit too hard
Oh
mornin' when the paper landed in your yard
Do you know their names
Can you play their games
Without losin' track and comin' down a bit too hard
Oh
landed in your yard
Do you know their names
Can you play their games
Without losin' track and comin' down a bit too hard
Oh
Maybe I'll be there to shake
put it on the board
Give me some more
I was born for this shit, yeah another one scored
Coming up to bat, bases loaded, down by 3
Who’s coming up
Lyrics – By My Side
Verse 1:
I was waiting, for your call
7 days sat by the phone
I’ve lost keeping, track of time
Seen the signs, gotta get you out
when spontinuity dosen't phase me
living life on a whim
Decisions bein made without considering
Repercussions being able to act so flippant
Wanna be
intelligence
Needed to leave an impact
Lacking in what you can give back
Without presence
Man just sit back
Let me gift that
No more side to side
Let's chit
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