Lyrics:
I might, punch you in the stomach 'til your shoulders touch
Ya'll just think I'm going crazy, "Merk hold your tongue" nah
Those days are over,
And then I go home, to a mothafuckin' eight hundred dollar apartment
Nigga that shit is trash
It's ya boy Zini
Ya know what I'm sayin', professional
Left my home at 17
Eager to get on the scene
No one else I had to please
But the little girl inside of me
Smiled when people knew my name
Now my
the punches
Just going with the flow
It's whatever for a second
I'm just getting in the zone
I'm Mick Jagger, I am never even home
Ever since I pulled
Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female, you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking
love I want some good love tonight.
Am tired of being lonely, sitting home by myself, I am over heat with desire and I donu0027t want nothing else.
But
The soundtrack to my life is like CNN first shit
Images like CNN but worse shit
I would down the whole Pinot Gris
But I'd see the group home
[Chorus]
I didn't change
When why'all niggas wanted to stay, I didn't change
When things wasn't going our way, I didn't change
When why'all niggas wanted
When I got to the golden city
Most of the gold was gone
By that time I had some questions
So I flagged down a race-car bum
He said "Sonny I don't
every cent, Doesn't turn out to what you spent
If I say that it's impugn them (?) If we set out to impugn them (?)
They are so easily influenced
By
Of the Craigieburn projects,
Suffa MC came to take you home
I drip lyrics like spits, spit lyrics like drips
In the arms I'll lick ya spirit with my miracle web, web
A boy heard the voice of the whippoorwill one night
and went out to find where he was singing. He had to
walk quite a ways through a big field,
comes under the sun
[E.D.I.]
We live those big money dreams
sixteen and so plining
lust to touch everything still no feelings
we move
the name they get looser looser
Maestro Maestro with magnitude
That's longer than the lines of latitude
Going tropic to tropic
Topic to topic
yo are you
until the end
There is no inherited shut off switch
Tellin' us we had enough of all this
I need someone tellin' me when to stop cause I'll keep going
holla at the city what's up
Hooked up with T-Bone and we puttin down
Newcomer with the tracks the tracks from uptown
Wet boy players going nationwide
Some guys act like bitches
Day of Christmas got me going on
He called my baby crazy
But he know he's just insane yea
You a stowaway yea
Bet you by
Adam: Is that boy balls going off on one again? Look, son, I told you before. It's all lies. Don't fuk'n listen to 'em clarts
Let me tell you
Last night when I got home
She was lost in eternal slack
So i threw a back hand hard
And that bitch started talking back
I grabbed her by the hair
they're all the same
My phone's dead I'm here to stay
My friends left me alone so
Girl let's dance this is your song
Know you got a man back at home
a new car
No gas. We ain't going very far
Big facts. Everything just falls apart
Way back before we burned out
We used to wonder how we'd turn out
But
automatic
It's automatic
Never been the one with the simp shit
Young fresh nigga with big drip
All white hoes so you know I'm bout sniff shit
Born as a king
eventually I figured it out
That's what it's all about
It's all a big test to see if you're going to pout
So I kept my head up and thank goodness for the help
[Intro: Cee]
Uh, yeah, it's Big Cee, with MaD and Prince Green, yeah
TMF bitch! Let's get it
[Verse 1: Cee]
Ah but don't you know, I came a long way
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