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hits so I take shots like a BAR, and when I got that ball, I'm Abdul Jabbar, Ima STAR, I stand here and I take shots at Mars,.. always gotta take
keepin to myself that bitch she got me like police
You be confusing in the sheets
I'm steady cruising in the streets
By 22 I'm in the Grammys platinum
view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional
Ten toes down to move
a leak
Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
Then her brother stepped up, she
my first album to be a little bit of everything
Tempo's created and in rhythm alone
A vibrational
"Temple" pull that attaches your soul "Our
them lyrics more than toys that I would play with
Till I hit a curse he told me don't let mama hear you say it
Look at me, look at me, my pops a G
And I
for saying I want more to hold for
Cause my respect has been due time
I ain't even really hit my prime
I just murder shit like it's a damn crime
I think
[Esau]
All these kids today screaming underground, do they know what it means
To make 7 albums, work everyday and go hungry just to chase your dreams
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
"Dad you ain't hit"
I gotta say it, Tory ain't do that shit
She let me hit it once, now that bitch sis
Don't need no gun, bitch, I'm good with my fists
the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no
and they gotta reach for the arrows
They all wanna see me be deceased in the gallows
But they're owned by a rapper, call 'em Yeezy apparel
We've hit
and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just
Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said
But either way it goes I know that you will not forget me
Ohh shit here we go now
Bout to grab the keys hit the gas i'm on the road now
Take a fuckin
I really didn’t have no direction for this song
Like really
Really the album was finished
I just saw this beat heard this beat, whatever
And I got
wasted and call up my ex (she's ugly)
Nah
All the options are wrecked (totally)
I better hit the studio
And record something in fact
I'm dropping the album
check the tally a negative sum
Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat
Parlay ya album let’s make it bet
Divy ya music and add up the odds
For
he is?
Kevin Crowley? Marshall Mathers of the future?
I wish to shake his hand one day and tell Eminem
That his second album single-handedly
it
The world was my belt
I took each blow hit
I pleaded for some help
But never showed it
I thought they'd say oh well
That I'd blow it
Trapped inside
Verse
They don’t know
The rules
Bad bitches lit
Be by
The pool
Now they up
In the room
Smoking gas
Hiding
The fume
Wit perfume
I need yo
dávam hit, nehovorím nič
Za mňa vraví môj právnik Keanu Reeves
Young GOAT, Polo G, stiahnem okno počuť krík
Chlapci chceli by sa biť, hey boy, nechoď
And make a product that succeeds
But the art value is gone immediately
And it's like to check your intentions
Going into the album
And bring what you learnt
or jail so I got it out of state,
Came back home rental for the day,
Bat phone the gang, it's a major play awwww.
Daddy hit a lick, too legit to quit,
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