Lyrics:
a little
'Cause dawg you been complaining all day
I done ran out everything that I can say
I'm a need you to calm down, relax a little
Maybe you just
Don't worry bout the fuck I'm doing
Pay attention while I flex a bit
I have your bitch on my bucket list
One peep of the Texas living
Have her want
My super style
Super style
Super style
Its that super style
My super style
My super style
Super style
I been meaning for a while
Let me introduce
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
in which I speak in a slang
While I'm peeking it wit the G's from the Ruthless gang
Ain't nuttin change but the weather like I said before
'Cause
debt
You just think that's extra credit
People dying for some lettuce
While we buying every fetish
We could show them Jesus better
Instead of spending
to go out of style
If my mood sounds uninspired, well dude I'm sick and tired of
Doing what I gotta do and more just to get by
While I'm viewing all these
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say
But, Lord, I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
Yeah, I
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
No longer it's time for me
How can this be
All are my insecurity talking to me
I just want a little bit of time
While you're stuck
Here on my mind
I
the greatest
I was jaded by the wages for a server in the U.S.
Just pay your worker what they're worth, the truth is that it's foolish
Waiting should be a job
made
It's a little bit cheesy, but it's nicely displayed
Well, we don't get excited when it crumbles 'n breaks
We just get on the phone and call up
while she take a shit
Fuck your period, fuck your rag
Take it in your ass, just like a fag
All my fans is crazy, they love it
That's why I say fuck it,
just put one foot forward, guided by the words that I wrote
Perhaps I am uncultured
I wasn't one of them privileged rich kids who went on holidays
of my part?
Signora, listen
It's an insult
Not you as well
Just look at this, it's an insult!
Please, understand
Signor, Signora
The things I
just talking
And I won't do a thing, really hope so!
Lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rolling deep like the president
See I don't go
and for a while be mama's little boy again
You know folks the things that matter most in this old world money just can't buy
Sweet love precious mem'ries
just talking
And I won't do a thing, really hope so!
Lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rolling deep like the president
See I don't go
told me get in the car
Pull up to the trap and nigga give me my card
Flippin that soft just by whippin it hard
Way I cook the crack i need a Michelin
chill
Don't nobody touch him 'cause Imma get ill
The boy's phony as a three-dollar bill
And this time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the bait
just trying to win
I can't take it no more no more
Working like a dog but the bills won't stop
Prayed so hard tryna reach that top
Start to get ahead
this change”
These days he take his misses as a mistake
And little baby boy needs his diapers changed
But he workin overtime just to find some change
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