Lyrics:
I'm like wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out
Never know
Who's really down or just down
One talented motherfucker you feel me
He does it all
He's an animal bruh, he's a dog
Bruh I ride for him bruh, that is my broski bro, we are for lifers
it wasn't you
Who I spent time with
All day
Listen
I know your eyes are calling me
From deeper and deeper
Listen!
Your soul misses me
I wanna sleep
Okay, and who are you here to see?
Uh, Snoop Dogg? Says here Snoop D-o-g-g
Oh, yeah. He's right down the hall
First door to your right
Give him a knock
I see you and you're looking so sad
And you know how that makes me feel so bad
Why can't we just all have a good time
Why can't you clear the clouds
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
his verse
We posted up in my whip
I played the beat
He did his verse
He was like
Better hold on, I know I be cooking up with all the slow songs
All
you trust it (f'real)
The biggest wheels in town are gettin' busted (take it to the bridge!)
Too soon, we think, we know, too much, too soon we want
"Ray-Ray, is that yo' car?"
I seen MTV, I know who you are
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
Ima speak on some truth in a minute
Viewers discretion be advised
These people are legit demons who like to rape and eat children
They do all types
might know as Tyrone from Trailer Park Boys
We even had a manager, this guy named Martin Finch
While I was doing this group thing
I was still always
Heaven
Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes
That God, what a guy as I say my grace
Who would of thought by making birds migrate
For the winter I be
quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah, look at me now
They don't know what it takes
All these
That flame comin' cleaner than a AR
Them suckas know I kill, rush
I'ma spray y'all buck buck, blow blow
Thought I was a lame, I brought the pain
What ya
thats a perfect release
Bought my bands, all my friends are deceased
Ten toes down but I got me a piece
I'm making money by rapping on beats
They be
all over to a face I can trust
You don't know where the wind's gonna blow
And since you can't take it with you ]
Better give it away before you go
times before we broke up)
But I still didn't cum
But maybe that was the antidepressants or the ADHD
So who knows, and who cares
Just, the thing is
If you
to your roots start loving who you be living for
These people might be gone
You’ll never know what’s wrong
You should know by now nobody is on this earth
I could save the mind
I'd help all my people get by
Life is too short to not evolve
It's all wrong until we all try
Know that I'm down to ride
For
the views
And these R&B singer women you called, all your friends choose
Kehlani hops on the news like it was somethin' to prove
Like me and her wasn't
of us, not on some of us, but on all of us. On we the people who seek a more perfect union. This is a great nation, we are good people. And over
growth
What the fuck are we playing with
The least you could do is put a little effort in
God knows I've been
Don't you ever say I've been slacking
That
clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you think you are
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla-dolla bill
talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you dead
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