Lyrics:
Next album that you hear
The last from me
Feeling hella eager
To be leaving 2020
Yeah
Dead by Dawn, 2021
Coming soon
Album number two
But for now
I guess
Thats why my sounds
Came by different source
And I always hit it different
I wrote it out of my brain into feelin’
When I see them, they can’t fight
and massive ends
Like cut the countdown and cause "lively" explosions
And currosion
Cuz my cause causes effections
When i aim and hit
U catch this wit
It is
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
Ermstar on the Track
Up in the morning by 6
Not on the gram scrolling through pics
But I’m busy writing my album
Makin original shit like Netflix
thugs don't cry
Looking at Stormz like "the cunt won't die"
Fuckboys soon get hit with the karma
Leave man pissed like he split with his partner
I
But I was taught to not be no punk
And don't pull no punches my hood say
Since y'all actin' like Biancas and Beatrices
I should say
Your last album
everybody's scared cause the damage that I've done with two songs
Is probably more than their album did
Be afraid, be afraid I'mma get'cha
Little Lab's
album out in HipHop and I'm still Heatin' up tHe crockpot
Platinum plaques tHat I ain't Hung yet
You got opinions no acHievements
Type of niggas make
I get high
Rolling up and down 95
From murder town to S.I
Rep the blams with pride
Always felt alive
When the plug
Hit my line
My old head like
swallowed, Imma' make you vomit
Too ill, too real
This is what the truth feels
Like Mike, 23, by the time I'm 23
Imma' have some accolades that blow my
that hit the charts
Album poppin so we hit the news
Finally found a girl that could pierce my heart
I'm not goin mad its the juice
Man its a free for
the basement
We punching them numbers
You hoping and paying for shipping
You sayin' you fuckin' but ain't nothing hit
Me 'cause I keep a blicky
Incase it gets
big Bun was all for it, but Pimp wasn't sure
But "Big Pimpin" hit 'em 187-Pure
Number one song on every station you turn on
MTV and BET we getting our
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated, one month before we dropped
And shit just got put on hold
yourself at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up
’bout
My whole family, now I’m scared of Grammy’s
Cause everybody know that Dark Fantasy was
The highest rated album in history
So I just avoided it, not
you finish working out)
Feel so good, feel so good, yeah (or when your girl come before you do)
Every time I hit the block, the shepherd come
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
a waste
The planet of terror
The errors
The markings
They represent me as a whole
We will let you know
When we take your soul
Can I just please
Hit
hit away
Yeah, whatever goes around in rap
Happens to not come back to me, and I ask you
[Chorus: Royce] + (Ingrid Smalls)
(If I was to die today
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
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