Lyrics:
form of an achievement
I got to show the world that you are just a bitch
Let's laugh
You tried me when you hoed me for my degree
They shut the college
This is an editorial
Funded by Rhymers Against Phony
Gangsters And Mainstream Evil
The Supervillain
I showed up lampin with a soul strut anthem
the joint, I roast
Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast
Voltage, I got funk for days by the buckets
PPP packs a bunch
the drinks still wearing off
You look to me like I said something wrong, mmh
'Cause I opened my mouth
Now, we're both just sat in silence
Frozen by three
of them hoes
I'm tryna f*** me thirty hoes by the end of this month
Ain't drive my Rolls Royce no more, I seen a f*** n**** in one
I heard some n****s
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
SEGA
All tests needed
Glock, Glock, Glock, yeah
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Tick tock, big clock, "I miss you Nas," bitch stop
All this ice, fuck
kind
I've got the time if you've got the money
Mister you'll be pleased you'll see
We'll meet by the tubeway as the screamer cries eleven
And you can
I'm gonna sleep by myself tonight
Kiss the world good night
We just hit mile three thousand thirty three
We're heading west on interstate eighty,
kinda sassy
Island girl, I'm gonna make her mine
Everybody's got an island fantasy
For me it's like a Caribbean odyssey
All the people live and love
suffer
You so humble out in public
Computer make you tougher
I got Rosé by the bottle
Bitches by the car-load 6 or 7 new ones
I'm switching up the tomorrow
position
Got me choosing got me fighting now I struggle in submission
Ain’t been to church in a few years so I guess it’s fuck tradition
Fuck the condition
Don’t look up again
Don’t look up to heaven
Don’t look up again
Fascinated by the stars I became a rocket man
There is nothing that comes close
Oh, baby
Girl, don't pull the rug from under my feet
Don't do it baby
Don't leave, don't leave me so
I'm talking in my sleep
This could be
My comfort give you discomfort
Just know that in the hood they gon' bump this
And I'm only strong as my circle
The things that shaped me would've
Making fun of my age jealous I hope you get to live
I got a better relationship faith keeper sake
Take a look at your hate its a bait
Something I fish
That
So, if you wanna be like me
Here's the rules, one, two, three
You gotta find a killer band
Then bust your ass, you understand?
You gotta rock,
this on the low whatever
Fuck around, it's gonna be a hoe forever
Cause when it's beef, I know that we're gonna throw together
But we got issues
the club its popping
Go take 3 bitches shopping
too cold you gotta watch me
Thuggin got me so cold
Getting to this money got me solo
Back when i was
kind
I've got the time if you've got the money
Mister you'll be pleased you'll see
We'll meet by the tubeway as the screamer cries eleven
And you can
down
This winter's night as I pray by candle light
I can hear the children sing silent night
On this winter's night
It's nice by the fireplace
There's
[Chorus]
Never thought id see the day when you wasn't by my side.
Listen I was down for you girl put you first in my world
And I thought you were
Merely, yearly, my base is always 1st, not 3rd, word
Catch the patch in the latch of the hook of the book
Perhaps?No haps
If soHip-hop!Make 'em make 'em
rappin' with Dre
So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face
The one kid that would've been Aftermath that got away
But we still get
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