Lyrics:
"Soldiers" Carried by his word, steady going while we waging war
Faultless in the savior homie I am innocent
Lord put me in his fragrance now I'm in a scent
No
fly
And Niggaz wonder why They still die And get hurt
Tryna live by the streets rules
And none of y'all street dudes
If it ain't
which night y'all niggas talkin' about?
(Griselda)
Uh
(Hit-Boy)
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon' change me how?
Fly nigga, all these
wasted a lot of time on the road
Im just trying to live life
Hoping time don’t go by slow
And we gone hit the mall hit the store
I said money aint a thing
Wear my credentials like it's jewelry, they gave my flowers cemented
To hell with honorable mentions, artists are comical, temptin'
Horrible albums
him nigga
Let them lames know you ain't playin' with 'em
Shit real, I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
Big deal, hit the garage and switch
be a hit
Along with the rest of the album it’ll get bought
Unless it just stays stagnant man, call it “Idle Thoughts”
Oh wait that is what I called it,
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
to power through it
c year ago I was struggling, wondering how to do this
Now my album's moving, doing everything on my to-do list
'Bout to live all my
mind
Writing with these lyrics that I find
Coming with these words that link rhymes
I think not when it comes to this
End of the album, finish this
I
labels hang you by a rope now
Sold out
These labels leave your body coked out
No doubt
And on the day you overdose, count
All the album sales
sign is
Gemini, but only one I
Look at the name
Bars like that are hard to come by
They coming up with bars as I write what I live
I really mean it when
appeared on 47 albums
Fuck McDonald and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in
albums
Fuck McDonald's and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in A.T.L.
to put out another album until I shot out every vowel and alphabetical character
That can never damage the word, my plan is a prefered
Chino was
first hit off
("I Need A Beat") I Need A Beat, it was a smash on the DL
But everytime I did a show my name was misspelled
Can't Live Without My Radio
You don't hit me back
Shorty she a freak
Pull up on the weekend
Slide by nine
By ten
I'm in her deep end
She don't wanna be friends
She don't wanna
Yeah, said I might not be so bad, gotta leave it all I know the past is the past
Been through all the tests and I've been hoping to pass
Till we hit
we got a creed)
Feel like King Arthur
If you try break my path
I will destroy you
I live by the sword I die by the sword
There won't be no complicity
capable of
When they all put they head to rest
We rose up
Dropping shit that y’all love
Abt just hit 5k
And I’m counting by the minute
10k
20k
30k
19,19,19
Yo, I'm really excited about King TKay's new album
Got me working on my own shit
Yeah
Besides that, I've been chillin'
Been chillin'
And yo, you know
drudging through dark tunnels with glowsticks
In the murk, committed to inner work, live and learn
Now I'm Tevin's second album, Trigga's third
Feeling
They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it
Here's a generic love song
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
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