Lyrics:
(Client)
Real life mayee (Client)
Naa you be my number one
Onaa baby girl
Naa you be my number one
Onaa baby girl
Naa you be my number one
For your matter I
life's deeper than what you see
See I got charisma in movements and personally
I love my personality
Fuck what you think this is me just being me
I'm tied
What's a?
What's a hundred dolla-
As the ice melts, I'ma- Im'a sip both, so we active
This is for you camera, everyone watching
In five years
it sound like heaven well
Seven six five four three two one
JD what the deal is? Lemme get some
How many occasions you and your liasons
Success
[Mr. Lif]
This is rock bottom why yall, I never expected it
In order to be businesslike you must meet the prerequisite
Leave your
Real energy instead of phony energy
Which is trying to lift yourself up by your own goose straps
The usual kind of human energy
Which gets
I look down on this race I created and all I see is violence and hatred,
I shake my head as I whiz by in my space ship,
The world is like my movie
This is the bread of life man
The bread of life
'Cause I'm gonna feed all of why'll
I'm gonna feed all of why'll with intelligent lifespans man
had to let them know
Grab that system by the throat, raise my fist and pick my fro
Girl bend over touch your toes, lets go make some X and O's
I don't
Girl you all I'm thinking 'bout lately
All this shit is finna drive me crazy
I just wanted you to be my baby
Show you how my momma taught me treat
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Ready or not, here we come, here comes trouble in the club
Eleven, twelve, thirteen,
won't
But finding the prior is what makes this experience gold, yeah
Stray from the haze get enthralled by the clarity
A mace in your face just question
to the kitch (Whippin, yuh)
Having six bands, I thought I was rich (Nah)
Smashing your nan, finished with a hitch (No hitch)
Who the fuck, is this man Kevin?
found my life in Denver
Followed my dreams and now it's snowing in December
I watch the seasons change
Life is hanging by a tether
Give it all you got
yeah this is like our 60th week
Yo Flex, you got the Jeep but now you gettin the peep
Me and you goin platinum, cause you fuckin' with me
This is
the nonsense
Efficient with this content on offense all odds against
Tell me what the options is
Lock and load be armed up
For all the years that they farmed us
to spend this day
The webs we weave are so damn tangled
I guess my baby didn't really like my angle
I lie in a puddle of blood neck mangled
end my life by
continental, peddle to the floor
Lookin' for the highway to Heaven, remember when your babyboy was 7
We had good times like I was Jay Jay and you was Fleur
this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker
hate your guts, look what you've became, it's nuts
Now its down, down, down, down all the way to hell and up
Up is where you treaded, life is sacraments
Yeah
Same things that happens in our life
And we don't deserve those kind of things
We deserve
Happiness
And much more
But life is like that
We have
Funkee, yes girl the black mack is back
Here to kick my funky style, funky this and funky that
You can work kid you know, you could practice all your life
Central
Life can be sequential, So I make it rain, torrential
Trades keep going while they on the clock
And ya dust settles, look who's on top?
Your boy
Good ONE, this 1NE good ONE, this 1NE
Dodo, dah
I just poured the lean up by the litre, ok
I spilled the tea and bought some new machine
I fucked
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