Lyrics:
a nigga try mr then im gone slide!
You can pain see the pain in my eyes
Aint no shame in me ion cry
Drown da pain by smokin weed
Im high
Got it out da mud
what? What? What?)
Other tenants who be praying they ain't the new neighbor (what? Say word, word)
Mr. Nigga, Nigga-Nigga (Nigga)
They try to play him
What you want, you ain't gon' get it
What you need, you won't admit it
It really don't matter how hard you try
Cause money can't buy respect
their friend
It's just hard enough to make up his own mind
To try to fit on a place
He wishes to be loved
By those who dare to take him funnily
The words
can be is what I am and who I am
Chasing women when I should be recording
Invite a couple then I invite some more in
Next thing you know it's 3 in
ac-tivity
Mics I chop like Florida State
Seminoles wit criminal facts
And milly ac tually I piss
On your promotional wax
It'll be tight but only this
What
Copy and fit in
My mission is to motivate youth
It doesn't pay well
But that's what real rap gods have to do
So, you wanna be a rap god?
You can't worry
the stars where I'm from like I'm Neil degrass
Basically these bars split your face in three
The truth is facing me it ain't what you make it to be
What I see
and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no
account start changin', you feel somethin'
I used to window shop, now I could build somethin' (yes)
Buy a lot of kicks and love to gamble (that's it)
My
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
got me high and I got it for the low
I got that shit he used to have it he ain't got it no more
Say he used to run shit now he be running to the store
ten years ahead of the game, I know it ain't fair
Used to go to Santa's Enchanted just to pull on Santa's beard
Sat on Santa's lap and showed him some
it back to basics,
Changing faces, ain't no place for me to go,
Years go by, cause time ain't slow,
Tears are vapour when I can't flow
Thinking
to a consumer. And all consumers know that when the producer names the tune?the consumer has got to dance. That's the way it is. We used to be a producer ? very
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
it first now, I used to be last
Since a lil boy I was hustlin'
Day and night I ain't talkin' Kid Cudi, Mr. Catch a nigga while he clubbin
Can't react
far, ain't no stoppin' us
Who knew? Who knew that we would take it this far?
I, I love you so just be who you are
Who knew? Who knew that we would
getting ain't
Gon' take the hate away
But these haters motivate me in a crazy way
Ain't no I in team - from what I done seen
It's every man for himself well
bright again
"Is that really what you want?
For your best life to be out ahead of you
In some hazy future
Do you want to live on a fuzzy promise
Of scraps
leave you, I
I'll be there through the storm I won't desert you, I (I won't desert you baby)
Me plus you let's see what it do
Girl I won't ever chat
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
When you left, I lost a part of me
It's still
Mr. M
I wrote this on a whim
Can I be your baby
Take me places I ain't been
Like we can go to yours
And maybe you invite me in
We'll lay up on the sofa
Mr. M
I wrote this on a whim
Can I be your baby
Take me places I ain't been
Like we can go to yours
And maybe you invite me in
We'll lay up on the sofa
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