Lyrics:
La muerte
J'reste vraie, c'est pas le succès qui va m'faire changer
T'es trop bête, faudra plus que tes trucs pour m'faire tomber
Ma belle, j'ai
when it timing
Step on demons with kicks that Divine
Eat the fruit off the Tree and the Vine
Me no see what you see I decline
Its just me G-O-D
lasts
And you don't wanna see me by Limehouse
Because I'll bang bang and turn
Your yard into the lighthouse
Yeah, you ain't fly because
You're smoking
nominee
You're acting too shady, need some vitamin D
Get that head out of the gutter and stop thinking with your D
And my raps always burn, diagnosed, third
And until this day I still got rookie
Niggas out trying to copy me
Planetary nigga, Q-D original
Smooth criminal, bash your mental
Bruise your physical
fog mic blha9 3aref rassi men ldakhel I'm freezing (cold)
Oh, she wanna play it easy (easy)
I know you'd kill to see me (see me)
Yak, getlik time is
Yeah yeah ah ah ooh
Ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah
Yeah yeah ah ah ooh
Ca fait longtemps que je t'attendais
C'est toi la fille dont je revais
enough to withstand the sun
You got it by far
Grown ass man outchea falling in love
Woman you're God
What a perfect example you are
It'd be an honor if you
poi hai trovato.
Ma perché vuoi capire l'amore?
Cosa c'è di così complesso da decifrare?
Padre perdonami, se ho fatto tutto male è solo colpa delle
say it's a sign of weakness
For a man to beg
Then weak I'd rather be
If it means having you to keep,
'Cause lately I've been losing sleep
Baby,
Schwegoo... Where You At?
(Fiji Water and Raw Papers!)
50 Pushup Gang Shit (Yu Know)
Yea yea yea Eastside Malcolm X
Schwegoo Wya
Triple C
Most these rappers on my foreskin (It’s lookin ugly)
I'm in a different space aimin for the stars
Interstellar with bars
I'm tryna c notes before I b
the ledge
You all have helped me see some light, and now I feel I'm doing right
But I still hope you’ll say prayer before you go to sleep tonight
Hook:
believer on speaking it into existence
Manifesting
I see it that am destined
To be great fuck the hate
Push thru it
We all gotta date . What don’t
Smetti col rap smetti con tutto ti cambio il tuo funzionamento,
Obiettivo solo metto la C prima di tutti loro
Metto il mio nome in un piatto d'oro Lo sai
shinen mais ils ont pas prier
La zone 9 c'est ma cité
Fuck met ons et je te jure on vas te liquider
Domme niggas praten over rennen
Mais ils transpirent
gotta grind so she can recharge
With a Jeep no diesel, and C class Benz
Just wanna appease and please her while bleeding through ink right out of my pen
finna be a storm
If I told you I remember
If you misused my love
Then I'd have to forgive you
When push come to shove
I was happy to see you winning
I'ma
my reach
But you won't ever see me reaching out
They used to call me weak, yeah
I wonder what they'd think if they seen me now
Still that lost kid with
I'd be Majin Buu
Don't do much talk
When I'm handling tools
Y'all dudes better walk
Before nithole induku
Dooo doo dooo
Its a well known fact that
momma
Relaxing kicked up finna drink on my Horchata
Soning em in rap is what I do I'm your papa
F'd the game like a virgin I ain't talking bout Madonna
a check fuck what they talking about
Keep going nigga don't stop
Cause' we been grinding for a long time
Before i chase a hoe i'd lose my mind
Told her
you kill a man
Asking for a friend
See me I gotta little different type mood
Everybody talks about the shit that I do
Somehow you still got it twisted
ever have to worry bout a thing
How much has really changed?
Thought I'd be further, and I feel ashamed
It's kinda tough, cause I put the work in and I
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