Lyrics:
my blessings, but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow than bask, sufferin' succotash
But the antacid, it gives my stomach gas
When I mix my corn with
Ertz like 8 6
Pics on IG
@ Me you cant find me
Check again you try me
Alternate the time b
Chillin all the time c
Peep horizons
Call Verizon
I’m the star
a year
All of a sudden, ten years later "I hear music"
[Chorus]
"I hear music"
Cool V, give me a drum roll
I can't believe how hip-hop has
to school you know I blaze up a sack
Another day, another dollar for the gangsta mack
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection
And let me
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly, twenty-fo' won't you sit in them tires
Believe me its nothing
G-4 ? Just won't mix with my ride keep a strap on my
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
So tell me what you want to hear
life in turmoil like in '03
They want front row seats, I give 'em nosebleeds
They want me imploding, exploding, self-loathing, eroding
I'm screaming
I tried to take the high road
Let bygones be bygones
I tried to take the high road
But now another life's gone
What you expect from me, to turn
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean
Skiin' off by P.M.
Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians
Fellatium style, play it like thirty two
Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga
City lights Catch me in a new ride
New ride
Party nights catch me in a drive by
Drive By
Better watch ur six
My boi Shlat in the mix
Full
exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness
We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with
and slurp me good
Big pimpin', my money good
Big crippin', it's understand
I be thumbing through them bands
I do shit you wish you could
You wanna do
his kisses stunned me
Into this alternate reality
cs much as i hold on to him
I must remember that the best gift i can give me is to
Keep one hand
a weed seller, but a crocka sack beller
A rap star plus a 2 time felon
Sellin' phones out the trunk I mix G with funk
I put it all together, and rock it
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
women's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone
But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monoganous man
No
Shit, fuck, shit
Boy, huh
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, but see, me, it was a goat
If you want space, I hope you take your helmet off soon
Baby it's no mystery
You don't have to tell me
What you're doing here
With all the stars in your blue eyes
Washed away by disappointed tears
You
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
the law
Demons in my cell, it's just me, all alone
Takin' everything to trial, nigga, we goin' home
I was taught by OGs to never speak on the phone
So
a million for a chance to give another hope
I hope
I took another pocket side by side
It's everything when the love is dead and gone
The people notice
world
Another World, y'all
We transmit another world
Black Star 'bout to shine from what
Yo Mos, ain't it a shame how these people treating life
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