Lyrics:
like a chest, but this no fortnite, I'm up all nights cashing checks
I be stating facts, no opinion
We made of flesh and blood, so what make us different
catching a Cobra, I'm coming out the land of the Anaconda (ana anacondas)
Eve eve uhm uhm what they know about it (breeze)
Wild life, you can catch me with
hella p's
I'm doing big things, I got big dreams
Move out of my way, if you ain't for me
Feel like a winner, I put in work
So many years, man I
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
like me
Put some respect on my name
I’m a motherfucking g
I am definitely different you are not like me
You don’t know what your doing when your
on Blueprint
What we did on P's and
Q's remix was the Blueprint
2000 & Life, stupid no Calpol, too sick
In a city where the
Skinny niggers bury niggers
Virgins,
walks, well, the larger God's promise grows
These are what dreams are made of in a pressure filled mind
Inscribing the message on the street when pleasures
To the treys
R.I.P Zay, R.I.P June
Had to wake up to another homie's Murder in the news
Gotta thank God that I made it when Beef escalated
Could've been lacking
Only seventeen
With a deprivation of Dreams
Flipping and moving bricks
Smoking and selling weed
Hands are made of gold
Whenever money is on the scene
don't acknowledge they get left ass out plumbers
[announcer]
Congratulations Len, you have made it halfway
They are falling, their armies
listen to the ha verse by jayz ha
Yea I'm from Lafayette this ain't Fayetteville child
Yea what happened to them bullets in my mouth
Y'all better quiet
are stuck in this ghetto rain
I learned my lesson, could your blessings
Watch your enemys and watch your friends
And if it ain't your blood don't
leave on my blood ain't gonna call her back
Cause in me I believe. Acting brand new what the fuck is that
My dreams are too expensive I cannot afford
The fans rather see blood than see it in the streets
When a rapper pass away they'll be screaming R.I.P.
I wish Pac and Biggie was alive fasho
And put Diddy
one could ever really understand the life we live
Love me or me alone
Is now the only attitude I'm feeling when i perform
Feel like I'm in a dream
You could say that shit again but do you live by it? (Whoa)
Brought the Cayenne outside, bought the big body (skrrt)
Now I'm livin' life just how I
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
free
No frame so fragile made it far on just a dream
'Til you dream, not of what you are
But what you want to be
I'm a shell of myself
But I keep
the dragon
Sometimes you gotta play the blues
To get the green
Understand what I mean?
You reap what you sew
You don't sew you don't reap
Hey by the way never
Cut that pussy up she call me cohen
I gotta galick gun like a super saiyan
These niggas screaming cap I'm like you hear what they saying
If they really
and the poetry of pain
I said, “Mama, what if I’m too much light but not enough
What if I’m beautiful but made of glass
They say dawn has to break before the sun
By the blood of Christ
This covenant's a dream deal
Yeah sorry not sorry I'm unapologetic
And if I lent you my lens, you would not forget it
This new
dealers
And cold hearted killers
Could it be it's in my blood
Cause my mom sold drugs?
She used to bust slugs and
Surround herself by thugs
Made mistakes by
complete I'm chasin big dreams got no time for beef I just been flossing got gold in my teeth been through a lot so I spark up the reef I'm makin my way
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