Lyrics:
I'm a baller
I came up from phone calls
Had me feeling like Franklin in Snowfall
I ain't tryna glamorise this trap shit
Years, I was trapped in
I'm
played the benches
So many lines my code
Name is great adventures
Yo, Six Flags use your Versace
Shirt as a dish rag
Magic man, I’m digging in my trick bag
Where you are is good enough for me. it won't last very long in the stars gone by.
Relax me, it doesn't trick the old. recognize by the gray tone.
passa mai
L'amore ca me dai nu mme basta mai
They just don't know that she's mine
I'll always be there baby girl by your side
They just don't know
Fuck the machine
I'm raging against the broke life
I love the cream
My sayings affect the coke price
My demons are devils to the
Things that I don't
you per say , I'm in love with your hustling
They way you tend to break these niggas with art of seduction
That's cudos, get your money bitch 2 4's
Street when I step on blocks
I'm looking to score me illegal goals
(Whoosh, whoosh)
In fact, I want me a hat trick
I wanna consume some souls in bulk
(Your
that I'm a king already but not yet
Um what does that mean?
Nevermind just in me
I don't need to understand it, I just know that I'm free
Freedom
Across the kitchen trouble stirs
And I'm tongue-tied by words
I used to know
So we talk 'til we're sick
Seventeen went far too quick
And when my
humbled by a tough time
Most pain doesn't subside
It's just passed down in your bloodline
Ruff ride like Jadakiss
Close your eyes and make a wish
Always
when faithful to this
Cortez to his head /Mexican kicks
Wearing a mask like an angel of light
Im exposen your tricks get outta my sight
Let me remind you
of the night life?
By turning, "I'm ok"
Into a little white lie
So let me sing
To you one last time
And if you're heart sick
Fall for my remedies
Breathe in
I fried my head, I'm not a brunette
I'm a down and dusky blonde
I am living in a tree
When I lie in bed I see
Beyond my lover's head the moon, I
I fried my head, I'm not a brunette
I'm a down and dusky blonde
I am living in a tree
When I lie in bed I see
Beyond my lover's head the moon, I
with me
If you stay now follow chop kwakwa
When I'm living by the bay takwa
Friends with Oprah and Obama
Guess whose going be my baby mama
And my wifey
this shit cos I'm so damn tired of living in rentals
Always feeling unsettled
Always someone on your back
Always someone talking down on your name
work this
Turning tricks like a clown in a circus
And don't get sprung, your little dick
24 7 Everybody sticks, geah
Thats the way it is, thats how
It's the city of jackers, swindlers, pimps and hoes,
and niggas that bang and slang in kilo's.
Where the rule is 'fool we don't play that'
Bomb
tricks hard times.
Wake up th streets calls out my name,
should be in school, but I'm beggin for change.
Keep things moving by showing and proving,
bitch (Aii)
And I got a choppa in the back (What)
Bloody bullets in the back (What)
Bet I'll shoot you in the back
Gotta hit 'em with the zap (Zap)
I be
It finds me on a Sunday night
When I am alone in my bed
Lost in the thoughts in my head
A sudden sense of time gone by
Fills all the space in this
Chorus
Double crossers they coming for me Lord knows I cant get no peace
In these streets I was blinded
Pop pills just to feel like Im alive yeah Cheap
by one
Nobody wan give me space
Dem say make i go rest
Now Im copping ma meal, Moti jeun si
I'm the Oasis right in the desert
It's a modern warfare in
Do what you can, kid
Tricks up your sleeve, hid
Rid of your prejudice and never close your eye-lids
They don’t let us dream, so we won’t let them
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