Lyrics:
It cost to be alive
I won't say I'm king of the jungle, but I survived
Watch the cookies crumble in front of me, at least I tried
You know what
sorry i'm late
Bros in the back we got ragged by the jakes
I'm sorry wrong person sir have a good day
It feels like my birthday i'm getting this cake
You
are beautiful
Say hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now
Baby girl
You're my life
It's important that you smile
And never cry
Study
are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician.
Doo, doo doo lookin out my
firin' (Bow)
Drill it, air it, bro fire him
Leggies are dead, want more higher ting
(Ay, ay)
Stop that drink up, lock that linkup
Just by the flick of my
her bye bye, tryna get by (said bye bye birdie)
Bitch, you ain't gettin' no money (I am)
Think it's a joke, I'm not funny (you're not)
Bitch, you is
Okay, put a switch up on a mic
I can catch a nigga with all of this wordplay
She ask me like "Zai, what you doing?"
I can't let you know what
Uh, What the?
Where the hell am I?
Is this even real?
Get me out
Get me out
Get me out
Surrounded by people with moronic behavior
I think you need
An unidentified Ferrari looking object flying by me on the highway
You know how fast you were going?
Nah not at all man
You must have been going pretty damn fast
with out my heat, boo, told me not to
Said, "Paps, we know the jake 'ill try to knock you"
You do your thing, boo, I'll still be there, don't mean
the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water
Aye where you at barney
Yea dodging jakes feel like forest too many snakes
Too many niggas wanna take what I made
Shoot out the window we blow out
face, NY plates got a crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
face, NY plates got a crooked eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
a pond
I got three bitches like I'm Owen Hart (three bitches)
And my glasses, they made by chrome heart
I got rich, now I fill up a shoppin' cart
you know I'm my mother's son
Got em pissed cause they know that we goin up
And it ain't no detouring us
All mighty gang ain't no chumping us
All mighty
you know I'm my mother's son
Got em pissed cause they know that we goin up
And it ain't no detouring us
All mighty gang ain't no chumping us
All mighty
you a couple of seconds
Just to hear the message
Because all these rhymes are embedded
And yes, you gotta give us credit
Don't forget it
This is album
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
bury me under
Big pipes soundin like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth, I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you want to come at me?
Jake, Get up
Can you please get up?
Are you going to sleep in again through Physics class?
Jake! It's 7:45 in the morning, you're going to be late!
russian cream all in this wood bitch i be geekin in that mode,
i got that blues but i ain't walter though i really slangin dope,
you bitches lost you ain't
days
VVS diamonds all around my wrist and my neck
You lame niggas tryna copy this, now whats next?
Got sephora for my bitch so she can look well
Stop
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