Lyrics:
Young Money wanna be
Young Money want me on his very next CD
And Jay Z, he gotta fan out 'cause of me and who I am
When my next album drops, album drops
it to the G-E
I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me
I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style
For those that try to punk me,
it to the G-E
I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me
I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style
For those that try to punk me,
just wanted my cash
Fled the scene after I crash, now they hittin my phone up
Like "Clintana boy wassup remember we used to vibe
You were splurging in
after I crash
Now they hittin' my phone up
Like Clintana boy wassup
Remember we used to vibe
You were splurging in the Vaal
I was always by your side
Turn
themselves aren't for sale
Money, noisy though it is
Doesn't talk that loud
But you can buy this album - you
Probably have, unless you're just browsing
In
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when
started, 12 years old
Everybody bumping rap
Pop and rock, in the dust
Now they all obsessed with trap
Middle school hallways
Who could’ve predicted that?
I
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes
inscribed on the list of people I am not inspired by
I rap considerably well
So if you're considered hot then consider me Hell
I've been cracked for awhile
' T's and dot they I
I came back bitches flows still boring
I said, "Damn, man go back to whoring"
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You
and wash away those positive thoughts
You could even say I've had a long time relationship with failure
If failure was a person
It's the "friend" who reminds
Of doing my clothing and I, I
Want to learn about furniture
" and you know what they told me when I was
In Paris? You know when the
W Magazine writer came
I'm not the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree
But the folks in France, they don't seem to agree
They say, "Bonjour, Monsieur would you take ze
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Give us a break!" They said, "well you are, aren't ya." F'king cheek! Swift kick up the jackseat for that! ah
boof! (mumbles something) So there I am
live the life you wanting
Let the stars they shine they shining for you, this our thing
This verse is for you do you know that I am rhyming
My vision is
say they're bad, but they're bugging
Let me tell you something now about Hip Hop
About D-Nice, Melodie, and Scott La Rock
I'll get a pen, a pencil,
and
Lies but i am going to
Preach to you the truth until you
Are free of that fear – Malcolm X
The fearful attitude
In the beginning, fear was a basic
goals instead of those hoes, what's next
I bet these albums they gon' go gold, what's next
I really came up from the low lows, what's next
Survive
I get slated but i still get up and painted even those i lost my balance I just like you and i still can fly i still pride
Who i am let keep floating
a straight kung fu rap
You know what I'm saying
And those three songs don't go with one another
With, um, getting tongue twisted
Those three songs don't go
I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do
And leave those KiwiBros screaming like they're on fire
My hacking skills are legendary, don't you know?
I'll pwn any system, watch that shit go
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