Lyrics:
lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be
attached to no fools
Treasure the life you have and within it you'll find jewels
Life's a game but I refuse to play by the worlds rule
They're like
Where did
There he go
You know who it is, when you hear that
Lil Pump (huh)
Montana (haan)
Mally Mall
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed
Yeah hmm
Could you tell me that you're proud of me sometime
It just feels nice to hear it
Barely getting by
I been barely spending time
With myself I
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
given me to make this album
This album was not done just by me, you've helped me create this form art by
Making me realize new ideas and remembering all
yeah
Journey, yeah
Hold on, hold on, hold on
It's about the journey, yeah
Journey, yeah
Yeah, 2014 number one album worldwide
They said I'd be
The same day was on Fallon
Number one album lookin' like (I'ma just do it)
Ain't gotta make sense homie, you gotta make faith
Faith the only thing that
my knees fold up and collapse
It’s like I’m not even a man when I snap
Freak the fuck out, head butt my therapist
Tear apart his couch cushions like
reminded me of you
Surrounded by stars at night
With the sound of the crickets singing by the stream
It was a wonderful time
A truly a wonderful time
And now
KING PALUTA - CREATIVITY
Prod. by King Paluta
INTRO
Door Opens...
1st VERSE
Yoh Bɛɛma.
Na sende Me Beat dadaada w'ama m'atoa wo ha...
Hm
First, the DJ must power up the amplifiers.
To play a record, select an album and put it on the turntable.
The racer must attach five dollars
to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by
by the place
Drive so fast its hard to just see straight
Drive so slow its feels like I stagnate
Pass by streets with life in all states
Towns like
thrown agains wooden doors
By a misunderstood teenage girl in a moment of self importance
Call it off beat, jagged, ragged, form the pattern
The mere
geurrilla family soulja
taught me how to slang blast it right
Considered me a bastard right
Family be the back stabbin' type
My cousin's tried to have me
in hopes to one day receive it back, in by doing so, I've created this album with one goal in mind, to help those who are struggling to find hope they
spin around, I'm the new kid in town
Yeah it's coming soldier,
April the month it's over
Yeah your run is over
The album is done I told you
What
womans
Ill BIll - solo album, how we gon' take it?
Leave you ducktaped and stuck in the Matrix
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Tell me where the fuck I went wrong
fathom
When I heard about what happened
Pushing back my album
As if nothing ever mattered now I'm
Trynna speak for the people
Who was affected by it
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg
and diamond rings (Uh)
This is a fantastic album, man, let me borrow it
They want shiny things, (My niggas) Go bang bang
No, my brother, you got to buy your
I find my way through the blessings
Everyday it's been a lesson
I just take it by the second
Give me a second
Damn bitch
Let it sink in
All the smoke
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