Lyrics:
the whiskey I want and the water I need
You're the perfection that perfection always wanted to be
Yeah you bring
Out the best version of me
Yeah you bring
Out
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Heaven sent, every breath, worth every sacrifice
You got to cherish each day, don't let it pass you by
I want to be here for graduations to the diapers
of thought fodder
God talks in the locker of thought byproduct
I want to be trapped in the icebox
I want to relax till my breathing stops
I want to be me
of counsels there is safety and
That won't make you crazy
I've got a vision and there's a fire inside of me, just let go and you'll be free
Cash friendly
(Wow) Ryan told me let the beat breath
Wow
Spit that prayer hand emoji RIP Mac and Kobe
Becoming the highest version of myself I believe that's
You may
Dr. Gibson, you may want to look On as well
I know you're quite the rock Digger
Didn't realize I needed your p
Permission, Alistair
And by
cheapskate behavior keeps me rich from rap
Cause when I'm trickin at the bar I came in with a furnace
Called you long distance, I was bonin cell service
Chicks
The price for love ain't cheap, and cheap, ain't what you need from me
No
I don't want to ever forget your pose or let you go, no
Hope you don't think that
potna
Mind on my money I'm thinking bout profit
Big ass wood and a fold out choppa
And the bitch that u want in the passenger
Giggling n laugh cause she
if you want it come and get me
Got it
Got it for the cheap
If you want it come and get me
I need a handlebar, handlebar
She call me Papa Handlebar
finger girl!
I'll perform a trick on you (oh),
Any thing you want me to do,
Cause I can do magic (yeah)
All you gotta do is dim the lights
I know is what I see, I said all I know is what I see
Tell me what you want from me
So tell me what you want from me, I said tell me what you want
Yo, niggas be asking me "Yo 50 who you got beef with?"
Ima tell y'all niggas who I got beef with
I got beef wit any nigga I can't make no money wit
they didn't have the drive or the will
What ever was told to you
I want you to know that you somebody
That you are special
That you are bless
That you
(and Early Morning)
Mama told me get it, got to pay the lease
(She Depending on Me)
Lil Cousin say he want them J's on his feet
(I got to get it for him)
Watching over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Selling dope to all the fiends, at times I want
my own head
Long to be a love song reject
I want discontent and if you’re willing to sell it
I've got a power-pop song and a cheap trick that can’t
your bitches, shack your bitches
I pimps up, smack my bitches
You want to fuck trick your bitches
I duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that
offered at a sale rate even lower than it is usually for previous customers
The $300 version has everything one needs, especially if you already have
breathe the same
I don't take orders
When it's coming back to me
I don't think over
Yeah I'm ready for the war
What you want to lose
I'm not worried about
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
I never been cheap
Never did I want to pay a fee
And I always did favors for free and never could be
Shoutout to the goofy lookin' kids that grew up
to think that you was my one and only homie
My mind was playin' tricks on me
My mind was playin' tricks on me
Yeah
Dear diary I'm havin' a little
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