Lyrics:
around
If I rush the track
Then it'll be crack
Won't never be wack
We can sell by the pound
So stop tryna Rush me
I'm working on the album
Something
Jay
said I'm finna drop a album
Got a Lexus on these niggas, now they feeling really sour
I make money when I talk, or when I walk, it's by the hour
I been
nice brodie mine is wetter
Broke ass niggas gettin they car towed by a wrecker
Alumni game talkin shit to some hecklers
Shoot my shot leave ya goofy ass
tomorrow
They ain’t live, like you lived
So they ain’t seen, what you saw
Family members gunned down here
Kids being hit by cars
We are in
Last days, last
shit on your new album or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half
Man don't you
of twisted plots
VERSE 1
Today I really woke up feeling like a blob
Album nearly ready, doing bits and bobs
I used to throw some Frisbee at my
right
Yeah, just bounce to this
Ya favorite rapper’s dope ‘cause he’s counterfeit
He don’t amount to shit, I’m in a house of bricks
Grabbed the bull by
So y’all mumble rappers best stay out of my way. Some of y’all don’t approve, that’s fine by me. Myself, that’s who I’m gonna be. You bums still stuck
Alright ladies
You enjoying the album so far?
I know we're just starting but
Uh
You know I wanna get in touch with you
So this one's for you
Uh
Yeah
Yeah..
You motherfuckers oughta let me go and finish this motherfuckin album
Dr. Dooom..
Name of this track is called "I Don't Want
call it capital murder
I've lived through drive-bys, killers, kidnappers, robbers
Car hits, runners, coppers, robbers
All just people lookin for a bit
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
black cars
And everyday I see the news
And the problems that we could solve
When a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send it straight to gold
I
died by the side of life's cold shoulder
A casualty of me growing older
I've made many realizations
But never could make ends meet
Chalk it up
Escobar Studios b****
hamdulillah b**** I'm a God
I told your mom get the f*** out the car
#winning
God's gift to women just mind your business
tell him keep in touch
We gon get this shit together, it don't matter what you know we going up
We gon make it to the tip top
I could probably buy a car
like networks
There ain't shit to prove
Look around the room
They gon' tell you how I move
Step up in the spot
Cleanest cars on the lot
Pressure on me
to be|Especially when the only one in the van is me|And I sat down on the curb and watched a squirrel get hit by a car|And I wondered where you are, whoever you
are up to every tarmac
Up for every lap I don't give my car back
This song is going far back like the explosion of a star back
In the days big bang this
a body of cancer
My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like this y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw stripped down, no minerals
on this album I just signed ta Diplomat yesterday
What's really good
(I mean, I mean the album is done I mean
You know you on the next joint you on my
Bitch this be imported cargo
Our album gas, you was paying car notes
This is Mr. Freeze, I'm fuckin Fargo
Chef Boyardi I'm fuckin Narcos
I hit
bars
All thought out and all are smart
I tend to pick apart sick art when I am in cars
Throw on a fuckin’ album and spark the blunt like cigar
Sometimes
the mall, or creepin out the mo? wit?
Roc-a-fella, def jam, the right label to go wit
And when the album drops, are they really gon promote it?
Is L.A behind
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