Lyrics:
what I need 2 do
2 fulfill our destiny 2gether
In your arms I'm an innocent child
In need of your touch
I don't know how I made it this far
This far
shit is over now (Niggas fake)
I'll lap you three times, bow down
Salute the golden child ayo, check
To be draped in gold
Livin' like a king that be my
my song be on
Stir up the ambience
You my Destiny Child
No need to look beyond, say
Whatchu wanna
We can play how you wanna
No need to waste time
Alrato
Similar to death in the cradle
Fifteen year old girl killed in a car accident
Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting
Three people
child
Every time I flex styles
Niggas vacate the premises and become exiles
I manufacture rhymes like textiles of x-files
And lighten juveniles
Till death do us part
Yeah that's what you said to me
Shitty thing about it tho, your ass isn't dead to me
It's killing me inside that you won't
(VERSE 1)
So it all started back when I was flippin composition killing opposition was the way to get my recognition
A decade back when i made
the block
Been years, kicking rocks, tik-tok, check the clock
My time
UniQ is rare, fascinated
The formula of money is not the same, complicated
More love
Look into my eyes and you'll see
Searching for a clue in my time of need
Looking back on this ride and realized that we have a long path to walk
Got it in my intuition
It's a given that I'm driven
By the way that I've been living
Career killing is the mission
Gonna put you I omission
When I get
not getting caught in a kind of killing
See paranoia will destroy ya
And I got a lot, maybe too much for ya
My veins are swelling, stress wracks my
deep like a bachelor
I turn shit over like a spatula
You know how it goes by now, word to God
Lyrics are so hard they'll be Kevin Costner's bodyguard
Most important is the love when postpartum depressed
Ma raised her two sons, she named 'em Chris and Ron
By the time I was conceived, grandpa already
In the darkness of Time, in the name of God
Truth dies in the dying shout,
Crying kisses or killer's hands
And the glory grows on glorious heads...
I've been pushed out, but I'm back up on my feet,
I've been turned down by every girl I meet
I've done my sentence, I'm the one going insane
Learn
a gentleman
All I gave you was a smile, not a child that's illegitimate
I ain't even saying our hanging was insignificant
But I ain't sign any documents,
He is so aware of himself that the
Absurdity of it all is killing him
Emitted from the wrong womb
At the wrong time, under the wrong sign
All them
till they bent me
Child of God but the devil want rent me
He's promising hundred percent me
I wonder who told him I'm vacant now
Occupied with the drugs
stung by the Beez then I'll decompose ya
Trouble on my mind, Pusha T for Potus
Can't stand these vultures, feeling lightheaded like I'm Sammy Sosa
I was
my rider
Ain't no size 0
Some Blac Chyna
But she finer
Any time bub
Just hit my dial up
They might be a mood
But you're a vibe though
No bad vibes
that a nigga made it
Did it all by myself like I masturbated, nigga damn
Bang bang
I’ve been working, I’ve been repping with the same gang
Had to leave,
background is cold nights and summer breeze
Stack a hundred G's
Cop my mama a house whatever she gon ever need
I'm getting better with time I write less now
It
let me know
I'm an indigo child, we can handle extra
If you hear me right now, in the sky write me a letter
You can send it by bird, I got no problems
to slow my antics
Clannish damages they out killing getting passes
Manic men epitomized by lavish bosses
Hoping your mans don’t snitch glancing at open
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