Lyrics:
Pulled up to the like and strike a pose for paparazzi
I swear my life's so beautiful, man somebody pinch me
I feel like I'm dreaming straight up cops
was nothin' on it for the grace
But both prayin' hands, I need an amen
You talkin' Kirkin, I'm gettin' Franklins
You lookin' braindead, she lost her
studio I ever recorded at
Now I would have to assume that
It was either meant for me to be rapping
Or meant for me to be laughing at God's
Geographical
done cried today
It's sad, but that's how it gotta
Be, eye for an eye
That's the way it was taught to me
I can't fathom the thought of somebody come
Out
I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said you don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains down
die for me now
Only got one click, they Outlawz on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
'Pac I wish I was in
not consider them
Obviously I'd fell for you with hopes one day you'd meet me there
You fall asleep on the phone at night
I held it to hear you breathin
there
Because He didn't kill you for all the sinful acts that you committed
But he justified you
God bless me with this song, it simply speaks the life
his bed,
To call an old faithful friend, who'd know for sure if he was dead.
"He said grave grave tell me did my plan fail?"
Grave just laughed and said
in the .40 in case you wanna trip
Blacc Sam told me, Hussle, that's 200 cent
It was when I knew the world was mine without a fucking blimp
Mostly
never hit me in a text
I take that as disrespect
So now I'm gonna diss this set of celebs
Just for the Swift effect
Don't care whether it's correct
This
make him disappear."
The boy said "Come with me, Father." He
grabs his father by one hand. The father
gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
ukelele.
"Come with me, Father." He
Grabs his father by one hand. The father
Gets the magic wand, the boy gets the
Ukelele. They run across the field. People
believe in a high!
Being logical gave me a reason to doubt
Scheme for things I was dreaming
In a magazine article reading about
Face card, I ain't got
short
To out effort my records you'd still need 1 more
You can hear the roar
For you see me coming
Copped the orange Camaro call it The Great Pumpkin
Like
yesterday, yeah
I bleed like a cracked egg on a tin roof
On a hot summer day, wishing it would rain
Prayin' for those less fortunate
Squirmed by those
He said, "Nigga you 'sposed to be dead, how you still alive?"
He was right -- by now they should be embalming me
But the shit don't seem to be
expense, I did all I could do
You just took me for granted, you thought I was a fool
When I did everything in my power to help and please you
But I don't
listened
To everything you was sayin'
But it's go time, you by my side
Who could stop me? It's show time
I could feel you part of my heartbeat
So when I
streets
Or with the pistol playin' for you Mr. Reaper
Forgive those, I explode like see-4 so give me 50 feet
See ya checkin' in every directions
Somebody
a hero
You staying stagnant and becoming a zero
My plug flip bricks and make em do aerials
Met this baddie with red hair by the sea, I think her name was
Welcome back
Don't worry
It was only a vision of the future like you said
Well, what did you see
Uh, let me explain
Uh, welcome back to the waking
loops of my pants
Got me on the curb lettin' tha traffic pass me by
No questions I said nothing
Lookin' for the mutant to be buckin'
The law naw, man
at women
I never thought I had a chance with
I got promoted
I'm looking for a lady
Someone that I can give
Everything too
Like a safety blitz
I was batting
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