Lyrics:
Dear God I know you got things to do
But can I talk to you, for a minute or two
I'm tired of seeing my homies dying
Bullet shells, paramedics,
[Hidden track]
Hate when they call me superstar
Do I look like a superstar?
Yet unreachable and very far
Ever noticed I'm right here wit ya'll?
I
Elevation to all of my writers
Been upset because all of the liars
Can kill vets with my lines like a tiger
But I'd rather divinely inspired
Than my name in
Gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars
Real talk cos the real New York is the pain and the suffering of lost love
Staring off into the distance
2 Dargies on a come up, hunna, grinding till we see sun up
All my life been a nutter, now I'm grown so I know the stakes up
I told myself don't fuck
Check this switch out baby (Ooooh)
Let me talk to you for a minute (Ooooh)
(Change beat to "Can We" by SWV)
Can we get kinky tonight
I got so many
can't count me out when I keep getting minutes So ain't no reason to wait in the village
I'mma make sure that my name is submitted Say I should quit man
myself a stranger
You can hate, but it's bad for your health
Here, take the spiked bat, bitch
Fuck yourself bITCH
Uh, I heard a hater calling me a liar
I
When I met you 2 and a half years ago
You was down on your luck while I was rollin in doe
So you can say I look at love as an investment
I got my
free,
Hook you up, hook you up, man you such a liar,
Your damn hoverboard caught your house on fire,
We got two-minute radio pop songs,
With the first
Nanana ah, cold days in my bedroom, we stop and the time moves. One hour's a minute. Good times, admit it. Two ways, of bad roads, we call that the last
haze route
Trying to be a good influence on the youth
So I push shit down, hide the real truth
Hate to lie, hate to be honest too
Honestly leaving bed
Cash pockets fats
Flooded all my avenues my baby stack
Run run it back
If he pull out Draco I'll pull out the Mac
State my wishes by the minute
Sixty over sixty with no brakes, there ain't no stopping me now
A million thoughts a minute, any minute I'm gonna drown
Two million people in this
minute I'm gonna drown
Two million people in this city, yet it's a desolate town
Weird stares, blank space, wears a dead face with a frown
So sick
haunt earlier today
Until light rain landing right on my b&h the water
that wetted it made it hard to inhale
Four minutes more life is what a smoker
play two sides
Balanced
Baby that's fucked up
Damaged
You ain't really give a fuck
Oh well
Imma keep running up
Hate mail
Lemme just take it strides
You
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
One minute they hate me then rate me
[Verse 2: Tatzstar 2 Shiny]
I see nothings changed
My city would rather hate me
Then see a young star in a range!
hate you, let's do a take two
Ugh, if we reset, what does that mean then?
Ugh, not again, yeah
I blow my brain to pieces
Blood is on the wall
You miss
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
WhyBmiti
How’s the weather outside, I don’t know
Haven’t been there in a minute, my eyes been closed (yeah, my eyes been closed)
I been living
Hate Letter
By Lincoln van Rensburg
(Chorus)
Gave you my love
now I be faded off my drugs
Its over and done
Dark in my head I ain't got no one
Love
Big money tough talking in the streets
Can you tell me why they hate on me
(Is it the money that i see)
Loyalty from my team yes indeed
Only real
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