Lyrics:
was barely 5 for 5 minutes
Was only in it for the image
Claiming top 5, but top 5 is too gifted
And it's taken by a couple of my brothers, don't get it
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
Jolly
Make you Jaye Jaye
Ooooooh Na na
Make you Jolly
Make you Jaye Jaye
Ooooooh na na
Teemo in the Building
Let's do this... Check
No be your fault
of painkiller to the head I’m feelin’ lost
Know what I give but they don’t understand the cost
Still on my own and that's my one and only fault
Value love above
brothers ima Show love trust
Bare peeps waitin ona payday Mans self made m8 punch lines Hit like AJ
Wanna battle me better make Weight
Man's best hava plan B
line again
He know where the fuck to find me again
Say he see me when he see me
Told me stop hiding
When was I hiding again
My fault I'm not in your
but in my heart you've got me handcuffs
I deleted all our photos but there's still an album in my head
My brother still asks about you
And when you're
(Dear You
I still miss you)
I still miss you
Wish we had some more
I had issues when my brother went to Baltimore
You were with me, even though I
ready to attack
My life a messy plot line a whole lot to unpack
Seen some blessing of my path continue the jam
None of it seems real I'm high of my ass
from wrong
[Chorus]
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line your gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray
knew right from wrong
[Chorus]
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line your gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by
at a time
To save another brother whose life on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small
Yeah, your fault.
You are such a hoser.
There's no way I'll ever do another record with you hoser.
Okay, that's fine! I'll do a solo album.
Fine
Step in with my brothers
And word to your mother
Your homie gone cry in his grave yeah
They hit my line
But I'm hitting decline
Cause I need my advance
the rough property lines
Or my brother barefoot
Peering at tadpoles
In a bucket beside the rainwater tank
By the outdoor laundry where the weeds grew high
If
of that Icarus design
This a message from the hanged man's twine
This when mother nature rips apart the fault lines
And this the type of thing that make
of line, Cam betting the house on me
You know I ain't stopping yet
You know my album ain't done, it ain't dropping yet
I'm in the mist of a bidding war
Why do we idolize those who put on a show
As if they are somehow succeeding By enjoying the joy they have stolen from the world in monetary form?
died by the side of life's cold shoulder
A casualty of me growing older
I've made many realizations
But never could make ends meet
Chalk it up
was suicidal, really wanted to die, Nado it's all good
Did a show in Dubai, Nado
My fault, said I never would lie, Nado
Issa hurricane and I'm stuck in
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Eldee the don
And I just wanna say thank you for buying the album
For supporting me through my
Will I ever drop a Grammy album?
Will my brothers turn on me like the brothers did Malcom
Will I ever get out of depth
They ain't want to pay me then
fuck
Hope you get hit by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait till this album is wrapped up
shit, cats be like, "wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, making you +smile+ with Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style
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