Lyrics:
the sweetest amnesty
Given by the powers then let us be
I'll give it to you
Could you please give it to me?
'Cause I need you
We can talk
We can
up
I be reaching for the crown
They ask how your music sounding
I be saying it's surround
Put 10,000 hours in it
Reminiscing of beginnings
Finally
Chandrian
And so by now
You may know what's fear
You cannot escape them
They find you wherever you'll be
Don't even try
Pretend to see nothing at all
At 10,000 Streams
Like You Know That's Lit
You Know We Goin Crazy You Know We Balling
Like let's do this song
Like let's really go crazy right here my boy
yeah e yeah
Yo a Legend apexes
Time be on presses
Living uncheckless
Count my successes
Over recesses
No mystery no guesses
Leave em all Breathless like
the pop charts
I don't make music for you pop tarts
Let's be honest
Yeah, I'ma eat regardless, bruh
This is light work
Shit easy, I don't even write jerk
So
[[[[NOTES:]]]]
FIRMAN
"Mystery after gala night"
It says "mystery of sopranos flight"
"mystified" all the papers say
"we are mystified we suspect
Into the grey
I'm tired of the distance
I wanna make it real
I wanna come home
I wanna make it real with you
Mystery no more
By the time the sun rises
Hold on tightly to your innocence
And don't you let go
Until you know it's gonna be your way
Through the tangle and the bramble
There's
called to be on the attack
Never looking back never staying where we at
Ya ready lets go
Where my soldiers at
Where my soldiers at
From the front to back
Not the same nigga I used to be
Hard to stay the same when friends been turning enemy
Fucking up my energy got me thinking
Why'd I let you get so
keys, and park my car
No snap shots, cuz I might get popped
As I slide by security, givin 'em props
First thing I do, when I get in
Let me take you back
do, when I get in
Let me take you back to when I first slid in
Grab my gid-in, get my pid-in
Put my bib in, no bullshittin'
We be sittin', in
experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
(KM.G)
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I
Wake up, Mark
Wake up
The devil wouldn't be attacking you so hard
If there wasn't something valuable
Inside of you
Remember thieves do not break into
hypocrite, I will be free
And yet you will remain
Excuse me, are you a maniac
I am and I'm okay with that
My moon, my stars
One last night, one final
Even though I long for love so much it hurts
And maybe we won't argue in the mornin'
We'll be makin' love and just let that old calendar turn
All
prostitution, but I ain't hatin' it (but I ain't hatin' it)
I got the models comin' by the fews, I hope you relatin' it (hope you relate)
After I made her tie
you won't be shakin the spot
Let her know she should be chasing her dreams (chasing her dreams)
Its been a minute you should know me by now
Once I
the ones that the world will know.
I'll be chasing angels with you.
(I'll be your mystery, cold blooded fantasy, you're the lie I can't ignore).
I'll be
than a dandelion,
This is to say, better to be a warrior in a garden,
Rather than a gardener in a war
If you live by the sword
Oh wait, you've already
Never question anything you see when
You a dumb kid open up your brain and let me
In then you kill 'em
I always thought when I grew
Up I wouldn't be shit
the taste of our goat cheese and milk
We shared our poverty, scared by reality, but our life lines were covered by silk
Until I lost a cow
The cattle were
To come and die here as a man
To rise again, victorious from the grave
Let all who trust in Him be saved
For by His wounds we are healed
The mystery of His
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