Lyrics:
"Who am I?" I'm left guessing
But if you're a poor man's version of ANYTHING
It is your self-perception
Growing up in a microscopic town prepared me
nigga
(Acidic)
Young rich nigga gettin' money nigga
And I'm stayin' flyer than a broom nigga
(Nigga stayin' fly, woah)
I can see your bitch over there
blur the axioms fastest, crews lose lunches by the hundreds, lose electricity, lose gas, phone, plumbing, humming keep your mouth closed, keep your cows
of the month, until the 7th
And from the 17th to the end it's like heaven
We go from buying back to selling
Ay, I live like a king, by way of delivery
on 'em last year
Two Maybachs and I had a bad year
Young nigga countin' money like a cashier
White man wanna pay me like I'm U-N-O
Niggas wanna see me
though
Money money money all we think is money
drugs past the boarder where you think its coming
Don't qualify for a job nigga fix your hair
Gotta sell
it by myself, I did that
And I would chase forever
If I knew that forever wasn’t trying to break up this thing we got together
Is it heaven sent
a vibe[00:37.15]I'm a changed man, damn I feel like a new person[00:39.80]I'm the same guy, but a different version[00:42.15]Seeing you jealous, man it must be hurting
[00:00.22]If I were glasses[00:01.73]I would never be on your eyes[00:03.48]But what if I were?[00:05.17]I would crack on the first day[00:07.14]And
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
styles so D.E.A.D
funny.
hoes tryna take me for my money
ran up the views attention hungry
I'm far ahead you tripped you're clumsy
must have hit your head
life
Suffer, yeah, do it for Christ
You're trying to figure what to do with your life
If you make a lot of money hope you're doing it right
Because
controlled
Only the devil by your side, I'm tryna expose
But still good news, trust in Jesus, real talk, behold
It's only Him, can make a change and make your
When I was a teardrop
I fell from your eye
cll understanding
Was waving goodbye
Headshots of animal actors
Sitting in noble display
I'm picking up no
by the book flip it now take a look
Who sold it
Me A better version of the person I wanna be
Don't scold me
Growing apart and growing older
I'm sober
gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for your dinner,
Never was a money tree.
And furthermore, my friends, I must repeat,
Nobody's livin' down on Easy Street;
left me in ruins
Im a new version now, who this
Bossed up, nobody knows what this cost us
I had to focus on music
I was so tired of losing, losing
Roll
Yo, yeah, bitch
Ayo, motherfucker
Ayo, swallow it
Ayo, we gassed off this bloody version of "Glaciers"
Slang shot threw a gem in his mouth,
can receive everything
A brand new family born of God's seed
Having everything the one who overcomes receives
Seeing heaven built on earth before your
Version 1.2 young j is here
Wipe your glasses to see it clearer
Ain't backing out I broke all the mirrors
over, I'd give my life to you[02:04.76]Addressing this the hardest thing to do[02:06.12]I wasn't over you, I'm still not[02:07.66]You were my plan, I had
hit by Houston friends like "Do you remember me?"
Some version, I guess
(Dude, oh my god, just, just fuckin')
Tell me what you want about your brand,
I'm out there, they said...I said, allright I'll do the video. And they
said, yeah but ahhh.....we gotta blue your chops. I said "what?" They said, "we
I gotta close the window before I record
'Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl
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