Lyrics:
makin
When you ain't by my side you know that my days rainin
Open up in my songs, y'all don't hear what I been sayin
Really gonna make it out, I'm doin
huh
Stolen by a girl, I admit that I'm fuckin' weak
I'm fuckin' weak
Argue with Jason, in the end, well, I love you
Argue with my brother, probably
You gotta understand I'm not the average MC
At the first sign of trouble grab the mic and flee
Grab the mic, plug in the beat box jacks
Prepare for
You gotta understand I'm not the average MC
At the first sign of trouble grab the mic and flee
Grab the mic, plug in the beat box jacks
Prepare for
I do
Country boy
The truth
And I know its only Tuesday
But got on my Sunday suit
I look my good
So damn hood
I'm hotter then fish grease
Baby got yo
going on and on at the top of his lungs
Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack
Play it for me in my long Cadillac
Play me that, "Only The Good Die Young"
To the top
All my dreams yes I’m chasing
Ready for act
Trained to kill like Jason (Jason)
When we chilling
The vibe is amazing (Amazing)
I just hope that you
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
overseas to serve his country
And to help those who were in harm and need
I'm prayin' for ya, I'm prayin' for the Larimer's
I'm prayin' for ya, prayin' God
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
This shit's special
DJ Khaled!
And if I cry two tears for her
That will be the most that I would give to her
She left me stranded in my nightmares
It's 3AM, I'm back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I'm waiting for
One by one, one by one
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I
it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she ready
And so I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch or disrespect it
and I
from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt
to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer
for deceased peers, holdin fort
Police line
The airwaves wrapped us up in the holiday spirit. I'm inspired by the city that raised me. And I think it's really important to understand this. My love for New
hide
Knowin' that my boys goin have my back
Only at the Southside girl, gotchu in tha hood (got me in tha hood)
Southside, but it's all good (we goin'
in Ozark
I'm the lead role and director of the show
Y'all just here for the entertainment
So if you wondering what's up with him
I been locked up. For
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
at that door
Hoping someone there to hear it
While writing through the pain
Like I'm one of Jason lyrics
Already had the fame now I'm lookin for
York Post don't brag or boast
Dissin' flavor when he's butter that you put on your toast
Put my address in the paper 'cause I smacked that girl
She's
it in reverse, reverse it at the rodeo
Reverse it on the radio when our song is on
This verse is made for 2, can't be the only one singing it
Why's
devil sent when you sin
Final destination, I'm liable to rest in Hell's basement
As phantoms of the damned, I am Manson with the plans
The flesh is weak,
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