Lyrics:
gohan
by himself
without dad
tryna fight cell
is it bm or ysl
is it bm or rockafella
i can spin him of the beat wid my accapella
sip a cold copella wid
Dropped my first album never rock in my life
Did everything on mah own wrote the songs, hit the mic
Get the beats all nice stayed up got it right
Minimal
A coraz rzadziej stawiam wieczorami szklanki na barze
Póki w prasie nie ma japy mojej tracę powagę
No a co by się nie działo sobie z bratem poradzę
Młody
life, tryin to double up my capital (ha)
I'll make it back, I don't worry what the cost
Tomorrow I'll be here and I'll win back what I lost
Win some, lose
muh'fuckin a (okay)
They can't keep him away, he's too resourceful
Gettin that guap with the glock by my torso
The young terror from the crack era
I turn
Rotten Apple Pie artist: Mac Lethal
Album: 11: 11
Somebody said the classics never
Go outta style but thats a stupid thing to
Say because they
schytám nůž do krku, kvůli rodině
Trap Life, tatínek sponzor, ty nechápeš čo
Bad times, doma, když sem more nemal na phone
Teďka, štosy nabouchané, plazí se
Na spotifaju kiedy
Wydam album słucha mnie miesięcznie
200 tysięcy osób a kiedy Big Sean na
Topie Billboardu z Travisem
Na feacie nie robi bańki w
Dobę
that got canned
But I'm stickin' it out on this al-bam (Bam?)
I mean album
Was on powder, not talcum
Ask Malcolm in the Middle
Everybody ever give you
Stay High
Data Luv
Rage, ja
Kauf' mir Goyard-Bags, made it by myself
Um mein' Neck, da scheinen die Diamonds
Auf mein Head, eine Chrome als
You strike me out as a lame in real life
The chain on the neck don't connect with the mainframe
The source, the fake gone force or refrain
When I
doubt you do, I'm down to drop
My album soon that's bound to
Flop then down a few
And Mounty Bop around the room without a top
I'm out of tune and out
even got to buy you stuff
I was broker than a joke, but you were by my side
I don't take that shit for granted, let me tell you why, hold up
People
ben met Lauwtje nog steeds
Dit is VK all day, ik zet VVS in m'n chain
Eerste album op één, m'n next die wordt [?]
Jullie life is paté, wil nog steeds
I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
Til' all my sleeves are stained red
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
What A Woman. What A Night.
Written by Darron Moore
Darron Moore and the 14th Floor /From the Album: Love?s Fight
Chorus:
What a woman. What
Stevens (ASCAP)
From the charity album "Voyces United for UNHCR"
I was walking alone
And I was trying to find what I wanted to do with my life
So I know
move
Do not breathe
Do not do not do not
Moments are just like pictures
Seconds are color paints
Frame by frame life continues this is your new snap
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
sponsered by Nike
All this hype be surroundin me
And I heard that on the block that you was clowin me, sayin
You ain't my homie to be a cold day in hell
Lukasyno peja black album
Tak to robią stare wilki
Niczym mrok który spowił miasto czarny charakter
Tak bezszelestnie się skradam każdy krok jest
grab a titty
They know the album is litty
Niggas envision my kitty
But this kitty ain't for regular niggas
I need your account on a billi racks
Where you
amounts, Still smoking by the ounce.
Still fuck with Dre, I’m gettin head right outside his house.
2020 vision, angel on the grill.
Juiced up to Pac like
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