Lyrics:
I'm gonna make it yea this is my fate
Got on two watches I still come in late
I love all my fans and appreciate the hate
The hate just be helping
nigga advice, shoot dice
Do plenty of shit cause this life, how many you get?
How many niggas do you know get two?
Besides a nigga who snitch to skip
know when I smile I get happy
Take one two steps
Move my body to the left and right
Turn the music out loud
And dance until minutes past by
Happy makes
(Guess who's back?)
Drop the drums, here it comes
Only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts
Better press, REC on your deck, here
you
I'll chase you with the liquid in my ice
I'll waste you like you took away my sight
I'm blinded by illusions and miraculous delusions, the confusion
messaging him
And puts down her phone (uh)
Contemplating for about 15 minutes
She knows its wrong but at this point
She's heavily committed
She starts texting
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be
hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
And to think I used
rappin' 'bout the same shit i rapped about in '89
Tryin' to be the new fien(d) (never), with raps complex
They love you one minute and they hate you
how delayed it is
Try to give all my attention when I can and sometimes get frustrated
And then when the gears go a mile a minute
Try to calm myself by
of the girls Drake and Future took down
But I got no time for juveniles throwing tantrums
Texting me that they hate my one-word answers
Here's two, call me,
The love overpowers the hate by twos
All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
Load the tre pound
The fake n***as hate
But I don't give two f***s about what they say
I keep it a hundred authentic and true
The ones in my circle they know how I move
If I
Doisman an off duty security guard was a third unarmed African American man of 13 months when he was killed by the N.Y.P.D.
A loss of faith
Two
day
At Pam's when we met yet again
And as I entered the building I laid a warm, wet hand upon her Bare pelvic bone, she emitting
An exciting ooh
Two
nigga advice, shoot dice
Do plenty of shit cause this life, how many you get?
How many niggas do you know get two?
Besides a nigga who snitch to skip
I've got two kids four cats and a dog
People on the streets they walk they jog
Rollin up like Earhart in your Mercedes Benz
And That's right about
a sequel
I am a lover
Maybe I don’t really hate people...
You said you needed time alone
So your thoughts could linger
Then I saw your thoughts typed out
By
Why are we so defeated by a moment
Been a minute since the last time we've spoken
I'm not trying to be yo man
Miss being by your side
I just want
talking about the way
We see justice as one of two things:
Being locked in a box of shame
Or executed
By a system that set us up to fail
When I said, We
to wa stage
Olorun to pe me ni plantation
If I get e money
Brother nor dey hate na plantation
Ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ohh
Han han han han han han
Two by
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say chill
So she puts
who didn't hate
Top of the class but we finish late
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I
was you
You know I won't lie to you, if everyone hates you and you're alive, I swear that would be selfish
Grab a blade, quick one-two, across your
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