Lyrics:
say is the truth
Make her disappear just like poof, then she's gone
Addicted, don't know what the fuck I'm on
I can't stop it when I feel it coming
know who the fuck I am
I got plans of attack
Ready when my album starts to unpack
Facts about me on every track
No cap this is my flashback
Yeah I got
em gone in many ways
Im on the rise, Im in the sky
Gotta stop getting so high, bitch i'm that guy
Can't trust nobody, by myself i'm getting by
Say that
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
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perfect
The delivery flawless
And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark
'Til I go sit in the car
Listen and pick it apart
Like, "This shit is garbage!"
'em gone i'm out in Brooklyn moving
Just broke the digi' scale
They broke, they wanna see me fail
'cause their bag is stale
Crab cakes and cocaine
I'm on grind
Young paper chaser, I know Hollywood is dangerous
Ain't no in between, you fucking flop or make it major
You could lose your mind out
don’t know the boys is this
End of this rhyme, gone, clear
Everybody knows this
I don’t wait, I go straight in, dive
In, I’m liver than most men, think
they in a trance
Reach my level, not sure if they can, they
Pop it, can't stop it like Pringles, yuh
This album is like eight singles, yuh
Spider sense,
the fence)
This one is a hit and I'm aiming for the fence
Don’t put me in that game
I’m gon’ turn into a massacre
I’m down by a lot
I flip the script quick
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
Labrinth, come in
Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are
Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is
is the old Christian
That man is now gone, gone, gone
This came off as wrong, wrong, wrong
I do not belong, long, long
I'm on a new mission
Just look
when we gone
Not goodbye, we'll be back
Stress is building up break it down in a wrap
I been losing hair got to stop wearing hats
Brady wit the stats
to your roots start loving who you be living for
These people might be gone
You’ll never know what’s wrong
You should know by now nobody is on this earth
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
Gunna pushin' pleas, Young Thug still stuck in jail
Niggas sayin' Gunna new name is I'm Gonna Tell
Until we all know the facts we shouldn't speak
do
On and on and on is how the beat goes
So sell the British Walkers and cut the afros
And dance till the feeling is gone in your toes
I wear
I know a lot of people that smile in my face
But talk behind my back every time I'm gone
So when they call my number, I don't never pick up
I
LETRAS
The prom is getting over, I did nothing at all
The queen and king are dancing in the hall
Ain't got no friend and girlfriend, it seems i'm all alone
of them dudes them niggas my clone he think that he me it's Hilarious and he gone listen to this and question if this is bout him man these niggas Nefarious
Not many get to what I do by any means
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside
Routine things turn to memories of gold
Ice so cold u can see that it's froze
Time flyin by now it's leavin it's gone
Sitting here in silence while I'm
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