Lyrics:
Eliantte almost made me drown in this bitch, look (ayy)
AP on my wrist, my jacket by CELINE
Water chokin', wanna stash, swear to God, I couldn't breathe
I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
Chicks curvy with tits perky,
No money no mercy,
You don't get a thousand words like Eddie Murphy
So if you owe me pay your debt
Those slaughter in
Check, I control your mind with
One rhyme I speak and get you open like
A prostitute's butt cheeks (yeah)
Rappers get kicked in they mouth with
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,
used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky, I say
the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)
And (Cool J) I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and
(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)
And (Cool J) you see my
You don’t ever wanna see the money fall
They just wanna get my back against the wall
I was busy tripping I was fucking lost
Thought I was
slow
She caking that's fa sho but just know I'm in album mode
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking
The city on our back, we was the opening act
Throw our tapes in the crowd, they throw 'em right back
But we stayed on track, they stayed on the tracks
I
Raise your hands who wants to get knock out
By electric sounds of a distorted mind
Electric, insanely, expecting to jump and cry
sweet child ...
Basically, I'm tired of feelin' sick and tired
A$ap, born in money makin' Manhattan
Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion
Shout my nigga
out the clip in this bitch fuck the dumb shit, now do I feel guilt no I don't thing so, light another cigarette, zonin out I think so, streetlight
mistakes
I tap in all 50 states
Gotta hurry and buy me an estate
Hit the sushi sake right by escape
Can't take no breaks
Do this day by day
Of course, I win
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers
as Dua Lipa
Where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos
You feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie
Keep a stick like Rolento
Did you win
brothers I'd be by my lonely
I swear my real brothers they don't even know me
If I had all the money, still wouldn't be cozy
All the bitches that did me
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
April 27th, 2019
I hope you hear, I hope this reaches you, uh
All the money in the world, I can't find where they selling time
Or a button that
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
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