Lyrics:
like back in the schooldays
I hop in a new thang
She bounce it a few ways (Ohh)
Any purchase I make there's no questions you know that it's paid for
Any
the face of death
Thought i was
On my last breath
Switched up my thinking
Cleaned up the drinking
No more
Wanna be Jesse pinkman
Breath steadily stinking
Put
and stay here
And stand by my side
I'll wait just a little more time
Just a little more time
To move in a new direction
I'll wait just a little more time
Donegan, and that's the version I think we did in Episode Six, wasn’t it?
- Yeah. We didn’t know the Johnny Horton one.
- No. It was a great joy. I loved it.
on its path
round and raound and closed in itself
out of it
in every version possible
is only possible in being entire
not more or less
not less or more
Finally out the motherfuckin see-p-t
Off to other cities and shit
No longer just an underground hit
Movin thangs... a local nigga made good
Finally out the motherfuckin see-p-t
Off to other cities and shit
No longer just an underground hit
Movin thangs... a local nigga made good
the new world. There were no confines to the imagination in the plane. You could do anything… which is why, she feared, she had a hard time purging herself
you cocaín-a new version
Will always replace, there's always conversion
Like with the decimal place and a fraction
It ain't all that it seems
You may be
underwater and I'm suffocating
The world is spinning and I'm drowning no more inhaling
I can't be drowning if I'm dead
So please relieve me of this head
Feel
Go by
That I don't know my peak
What am I bound to find
By my feet
With a dead me
Looking at a new me I
Stomp on the me on the ground
Who do you
to blue
There are more hats in Team Fortress 2
Than there are real forts in the whole EU
'Fort Boyard' took 56 years to complete
So by the time that it was
of yourself must be paid for
In cryptographic currencies with the urgency of surgical emergencies
But also we are in a new version of old life and death
Usain bolt,
I gotta be great like steph on the court.
I have to upgrade, my present/recent version,
And Evolve to the new dimension,
Leave a mark, like
drinking
No more pain around me
I gotta get this toxic shit out of my system
Better get from around me
All this shit I be losing
All this bad karma around
a bad Westside bitch, I met her at L. George's
I just found a new spot, finna take a thousand pills to Florida
Can't get no work from my Cuban friend
Welp now the man is here
Y'all woke me out my hibernation
Heard I hit 10 some streams
Fuck I'm doing with that information
Ain't no time to celebrate it
I'm too powered up and I just popped a bean
Drop two more in my lean
I know yo' boyfriend wanna be me
And if I'm down bad you might get jugged by me
don’t let a key-board get you slapped up by degenerates
King shit I embedded it, run this shit I aint sweating in
At one point you gon’ realize you only
somethin for the sad boyz
Tuggin on these hoes collars let the pussy keep the power
Uh
Of course I got me a new chick
With the true shits has all wits plus
till I reach the top
My own version of the t-t-top
I ain't no follower and
I ain't no goofy
Ima make my own movie
If you hating keep it movin
First
to rumble it up I'm causing a wreckage
No label deal I'm still achieving on these and those successes
The stress hasn't lessened
Facing a new struggle
death by any means i guess you truly worth it
Should've, been left you alone we was never working
I can't wife you no more, you too open like some
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
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