Lyrics:
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't
All I need is one mic, I got stripes like an umpire
Hotter than a brush fire (ooh), Drench God, Drench Messiah
Up there, but I can get higher, up
Hey yo nephew check this out man
Now I know you got that bad chick right there
You ain't even tripping off of her
But she doing all of that for
wife
You're riding kites for life
Alot of y'all won't feel me, but some of y'all do
I'll move at least a half a mill of this before I'm through
That
Too many things on my brain Too many things causin' me to go insane
But I guess we all gotta make it one way Cause I know we all gotta leave one day
hallway
I made a choice, I ain't going out the wrong way
Should've been dead by my 23rd Birthday Oooh
I done lost a lot of love for some brothers I used
Everything I've ever done they try to downplay it
All alone on my own journey, but still spreading positivity
I haven't realized I'm successful in my own way
of
They fuccin list
Gotta grind
Harder than the bitch
Gon make it by any means
Malik Shabazz up in yo shit
Uh
You motherfuccas don't cause me panic but
like the others
I'm Cold I'm anemic
This mission is not completed
If not by my baby can't sleep bitch
Losing love ones really got me seeing shit
Gotta
with me
I’m on cloud nine
Come shine with me
So I'm here all alone
Just me and my phone
With my feet up
And my beats on
Now this house is not a home
Cuz
fear
1960 we get independence
But we still dey suffer like say we no get parents
Everywhere spoil like say we no get president
No road at all every
for the gram
Niggas on go
But I do you by myself
Wrist on froze
Got the w for the belt
Win win
Any thing for the belt
Hunnit top of top hunnits
And I
of this gonna work now
He spent it on a purse
But offended by the thirst
That's only make it worse now
Got him thinking he can buy your love
Insecurity will
ahead on and quit, see
You lil boyz know y'all time is up
You lil boyz need to (gimme gimme gimme) get tha fuck
You lil boyz kinda like had '99
But
done caught me by surprise
All the sudden mesmerized
My love, My love, my love
My favorite duo, my son and my wife
Anybody come for em ima come for your
(Crying)
Sitting in my lonely room
Filled with nothing but gloom and I feel like
(Dying, dying)
(Dying, dying)
Hey, y'all help me
(Dying)
(Ah ah
you know hip to the hip talk
Plain j o b, baby
In eight hours a day, all the overtime I can get
I don't know, I guess it might be too late but
I swear I
Jean, nigga
Look, we the Dips, Freekey, Juelz, where Capo at?
Y'all just dip salsa, where the nachos at?
In the jungle, same place they killed Pablo
champagne in a all white Lambo
Black boy black boy I ain't really different
I'm just done getting fucked by the system
Grew up from a crack in the concrete
Tryna find the ways to get by
Forget all the shit I had done
Cannot count the people I let down
How many people I let down?
Tryna find the ways
I went down to the railroad yard, watch that train come by,
Knew the train would roll that day, but I did not know what time.
I did not know
When I be chasin'
These rappers,
Machete style,
Choppin' down.
Their petty style's bassin',
All in my face.
You got the mic,
But I gotta getcha
violent
But she's goin' through my drawers to plant the K-Y in
I'm gettin' accused by a whore
Who smells like St. Ides and
Who has probably screwed five
'Til I get mine, put in time like 6'9
Without all the snitching
Grind like 2014 Seahawks
I'm Marshawn Lynching and I'm
Done with your guidelines
Don't
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