Lyrics:
up on the same smoke.
This cut of the beat’s delicious, watch me end up on the same note
Hey y’all
Thank you for listening to this album
I know
I don't really care about giving this nigga shine
Ain't no light that he could use
It don't make me, no, nevermind
Ain't nobody 'bout to hear
break on an album? Amazing
O-M-G
Dressed to a "T"
Fancy and formal
I found me a wife
L'chaim! To life
This is so normal
I was ignored
But now,
You think id wanna stick around this town
and have to wait for a crackhead to beat my mum down
to get a phone call sayin just bring your money now
by
"And for centuries they have been
Surrounded by secrecy and rumor
But tonight Action News has a
Rare look inside their village"
Tomb is open slap
everybody hating
Success to me is inspiration
'Cause how we supposed to know that what we dream is possible
If don't nobody that looks like us makes it?
angel fallen from on high
I go by many names, but there is one you can't deny
My name is Satan!
Hi everybody! Let me tell you a little bit about
nigga roll up
Swisher sweets I break them down
Then my nigga roll up
You know it, and you know we potient
By the way we floatin, From
The dro im smokin,
nigga roll up
Swisher sweets I break them down
Then my nigga roll up
You know it, and you know we potient
By the way we floatin, From
The dro im smokin,
come by I get surprised
Although you fuck me up sometimes
And every time I wake up with a happy birthday cake and surprise from my friends
It used suck
Slide in this bitch super fast,
I just rolled up me an eighth,
A 3.5,
This shit super gas,
Kendre got smoked by the police,
So please do me a favor,
go to bed early
My bedroom was right by it
Singing "Gloria in excelsis Deo"
Sure enough angels came to comfort us
And we rode on wings through all
But they starving for some change
That's hunger games
They want me to fall
Stay down and die
Instead
I use the hate they throw at me
To fashion wings
the seeds, renounce the fake and weeds, the family proud of me
Opps'll find a reason to look down on me, but ain't nobody doubtin' me, nah
Know this life I was
me now, that my new shit out
On point like Stacey Adams, Cane and a toothpick style
You gotta pay me extra just to take a group pic now
It's all about
This album is dedicated to L.A
And everybody who helped me get home
Every step of the way
Uh, yeah
I was homeless walking Century off an ounce
by 3’s
Steph Curry
Sick an’ diseased
Opps got genital herpes
I’m a general in the streets
Hoe please
Down on
Both knees
Worshipin’ me
Den we
applications
Shit I like to rhyme and I won a battle or two
Down at the PAC with the crew the kid from broward can duel
Yeah he got a few filler lines
By now
How can sick can one nigga be
You think I'm off that PCP but its Chewy!
A lot of niggas never heard of me
I said beware of me
Now they scared of me
to chill when the club is crowded
But these dudes drink the liquor down daily by the gallon, wondering why their license ain't valid
We got drink over here,
It's going to be a crazy night
And I'll be dropping the best hits
Best music all the way down
So if you guys wanna get your groove on
You better hit me
I wanna ask only you, four-car garage
Rihanna and Kobe, in my entourage
It's plenty of room, backyard to shade
Don't carry it out
Me and my baby, I
have ruined this
I figured you might've moved on to these newer kids
My extra, extended hiatuses
Who would've thought you woulda let me get away with
away
Give the world a album every month like issa birthday
No wait issa knife
Imma cut me a slice
Have my cake and eat it too who is that slee that's I
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