Lyrics:
some people gonna roll
Gonna have a party to save my soul
Hard headed woman and a soft hearted man
They been causing trouble since it all began
Take
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
My pen game, secret flame of the west
My pen game, secret flame of the west
My aura, not like the rest
My aura, not like the rest
My pen game,
the east coast, let me see the west waves
I want Sean to give me a toast
I wanna see where Kanye West stays
I'll put all my work in to get out of this place
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
call me mister Kanye West, cause I go crazy even when I'm featured on a track
I got people busy judging on my flow cause they know what Path spits is all
I'm surrounded on all sides
By people writing novels and living on amusement rides
Lower mid's I hate the mud
I'm a mud boy like i'm Wes
Speaking out up to my chest
Reaching out like Kanye West
All I wanna do is make a Kingdom for my
People are dressed up (yeah)
Ready to go and have some church
(and I remember feeling so joyful)
On the east side or the west side
Or the north side
the 808s speak to me
Got me feelin like Kanye West
Show no emotion
Go through the motions
No matter what you do
There never is a solution
Got to work on my
A stranger came by traveling
He went to every door
He said he'd lost his people
He'd come to look for more
And many did believe him
As he talked
and den drive by next
Everyday another morrow fly like jet
Me affi ask God fi guide my step
Yeaaah, inna di wild, wild west
A man dead every time I check
A Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah college boy threw all his books away.
He said, "I've lost my appetite, my hair is turning grey.
I know my Greek and History,
the four but I'm known in the trey
Killer from the 'Ville in a Chevrolet
Bumping 'Pocket Full of Stones' by UGK
That was my life circa nine trey
You should
sellin' people the Pyro
Click the link in the bio, I'm the illest that I know
I'm the illest to rivals, all my cars got a title
Had to Roc just like
I'm going to
Give my people game in this Port of Miami 2
I lost some weight, and now designers wanna get to know me
Givenchy poster boy, Naomi tryna
the heaven still
Feeling my best down in west LA, where the people say
Thank God and the dollar bill
Better take me back to Dogtown honey yeah
Moving
to god that I see her today
Maybe not, maybe so, West Deer Park that's all I know
Just me and my homies, people that know me
Only ones that know
Around my
at a place where people can be they truest selves. We at the improv, gettin' roasted by Lewis Belt
That nigga funny and cool as hell. I love these sunny days,
I need a super crazy lady baby
Ride around in my mom's Mercedes
Sippin' lemonade with Kim & Kanye
We not closed on Sunday
Go around with the top
Yo Doc what up my nigga
Snoop Dogg, it is what it is
This record is so motherfuckin' gangsta man
And I think it's time for me and you to just
Turn it
pictures
I always deliver sooner or later like UPS
Can impress the best, like pre-Kardashian Kanye West
We're more you're less
Fell in love with the music by
what's brakking
Tribe calling quest yea yea
She talking love
But I throw a shrug
Kanye out west
You playing hearts
I'm playing clubs
Can't swim by your
Look, black is beautiful, black is excellent
Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident
It's workin' twice as hard as the people you know you're
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