Lyrics:
to another planet (Woo, ooh)
The hive is mine, bring out the knives (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna piece of me but don’t believe in me (Nope)
Behind the lies, I’d
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
and daddy I hope this letter finds everybody well and happy
As for me I'm fine I guess I'm just a little lonesome and a whole lot homesick
I got to Nashville
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
a big ass hole in yo back
Nigga, I don't know what you heard about me
That got you looking like that
But I'll shoot, you know
I'm on some bullshit,
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me
right
Catch em at the light he'll be gone by tonight
I don't need you niggas she goin hold my pipe
Way that ass shaped take her home my type
Pretty ass
Smooth operation, but the money came in knots
Forty million there, I dare you tell me what I'm not
I own fifty homes and wanna get fifty more
Counting
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
got it dumb crowded
Lost in her intelligence, she's leaving me dumbfounded
In her mind, I remain destitute
With nothing left to do but right heavy tunes
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
don't know you I'm taxing, so please don't send me no texts, I get my drank straight from Texas. Already!
I got codeine with punch
I lean heavy
It's
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
like I have been
It's a purpose we all long to behold
And the scars are but a story to be told, here we go (here we go)
Everybody's got something to say
made different
I'm a real one, could've folded
I'm still standing, I'm a soldier
Been through shit that could've killed me
But it didn't, I got stronger
need clearance
I got five on it and you lack perseverance
But I got it and I would like to share
And have no fear, we all got broken dreams
Shall I
make a run, it's a big money deal
Gankers got the fake but you can get the real from the
Dope man, dope man (Yeah, that's me)
Dope man, dope man
ain't all it's cracked up to be
The hover craft's cool but the air's so putrid
You can tell by the stench in the air
Blood's on the ground,
flying by, by, by
I got the touch, Midas, Glock on my whip, come find it
Run up on me, don't try it, nigga, I'm fly
Fly, I'm the world's best pilot
Know
Mexican, that's my partna from Hillwood
Everybody know that I be balling outta control, smoke so I can feel good
I got drank or I got a lot of money, I got
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