Lyrics:
I think they know by now
Who the fuck I be
Uh, yeah, but um
I'm with that S-T-R-E-E-T F-A-M-I-L-Y
Uh, for you non-spellin' motherfuckers,
Dope shit like that, Jerm
Oh, hi
Welcome back to K.I.D.S. um
Follow your dreams
Yeah
Wanna get a mansion, a Jacuzzi
A theater to watch my
Ando devagar porque meu bolso tá pesado
Fodo essa piranha depois fumo um basiado
Ligo todo dia pro meu plug de outro estado
Tá chorando a carga mano
Watenshi, 11K já põe pro BY
Mano eu sou chique eu nem bebo gin
Mano eu sou chique eu nem bebo gin
Admito que eu (Yeah, yeah)
Admito que eu preciso de um
the grind
You know it don't matter bruh
So what you got
Yo um, when was the first time
That um, that being patient actually paid off
Whatever it is that come
Whenever
Congratulations
You've been invaded by the sounds of Ben Ackley
Who's being mind controlled by an entity known as Personal Records
We're
thought we heard you"
Joke's on you; you heard a bitin'-ass crew, but um
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do
Thin is the line that run
Um la Money
Um la Money
Es geht hier nur um la Money
Um la Money
Frisch aus Salon, sie sitzt sheba im G-Wagon (Wagon)
Wie Al Capone, Ware
they start to realize that I'm actually crazy
Shit, I'm actually crazy
Um, and
Q's phone gettin' blown up by Lyor Cohen
Christian Dior, nothing I'm
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
use to scrap
But now in '92, niggas they pull they strap
'Cause, um, police them come wicked and dem shoot
Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah um the world's moving by
Yeah um the world's moving by
Yeah ride the wave of the tide
Uh and you'll be alright (yeah yeah yeah-
Volp tá no mic pronto para fazer um som
Prepara o vocal, adlib porque isso é muito bom
bom bom bom bom
Estranho é que eu ouço alguem me chamando
Quem
a side bitch in Gucci socks
And my people told me god damn, people told me
I was spendin' too much money inside the clubs
And I told them, um
I don't
Yeah
Yeah, um
Uh
Ladies and gentlemen
Yeah
Whew, that drip
Yeah, okay
Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days
They wanna put me in
The girls say "wow" they can't spell the hate
Say fellas how you organize the word's today
On my will says "chill" and I do it by my way
'Cause that's how
don’t wanna be by myself, no!
Eu me desencontrei por tantos lados,
Ferimento a pele e um mal deixado.
A noite é quem fica com os fatos,
Eu me afoguei
I'm mutated by unknown forces
The feelin' of course is something thats hard to describe I'm half dead never felt more alive
Reborn removed the gold
scream
Now bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding
I got skill to deal and run game on bitches
You can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes
I
veteran skilled
Voted heartless 'cause my mama made me part of the guild
Deals made, sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib
Drag him down by
of lemon
This one is the buisineisum
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup, then I'm stylin'
Got KFK, Slaughterhouse and Brother
Hey man, it's Jeremy, uh, your manager. I just wanted to run a few ideas by you. Um, I'm really having trouble pitching your music around, I gotta be
Todos temos um defeito,
Todos temos um jeito de ser.
E as nossas diferenças
tornaram-se nossas armas,
Somos derivados de uma medida imperfeita,
Hey man, it's Caleb. Uh, I'm just trying to call you back. I saw that you called me, so uh
Um, yo man, it's been a while. You know, we need to hang
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