Lyrics:
fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by
"Oh he barely talks about being biracial" Really?
On his old shit he only mentioned it once
I can't count it on a hundred hands
Just on his third album
many jealous haters, you know I make them sick
Knock them out like the fuckin' pandemic
Chew 'em up, eat 'em up just like Pringles
I make triple albums
to be good then it's gotta be real
I need to reveal what I got under veil
I feel that I'm ready to steadily work on the album
Creating some shit that's
can't stop it 'till they cop it. Welcome to the cock pit
I put my mask on second... Go ahead dissect it
I'm just tryna get by
All the times they've lied
Yea
You know the album dropping so
It's like, it's like bonus content
For the day one's
Yea sometimes, I get emotional
I'll praly end up holding you
I never thought it'd be so hard to build a destiny
Everybody's out to get the best of me
I gave you so many albums
You tossed them out
I'm trying
in is drainin' me
Days are goin' by it's like all of it feels the same to me
Wake up, go to class, eat, sleep, life's on repeat
Autopilot, how I'm
it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze
Please... back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga
From my first fuckin album nigga
the game is
It's just been attacked by Hurricane Chris
So niggas can't fathom what money and fame is
Well some niggas get it by using their stainless
knew that
I'm Marty McFly with these albums, fam
And the new album be the almanac
Back to the future with it
I've got a MAC full of music in it
I go HAM
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
and commission
I got it all figured out like Columbo
I'll drop you like Dumbo
Your album is weak, and so is your video
Or should I say wackeo
Your girl
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
Ego-Boost Sleep
Technique, made by me, for me
If my tape contained the
Nonstop creative dragon of
Ambitious ideas that is my own mind
It can certainly handle
But ingress to its concealed depths was denied me by a partial collapse of the age old edifice's stone ceiling
Excavation is evidently impossible, lest
It's been evident, I have been
So hard on myself
I'm fighting with these demons
By myself, myself
It's been evident, I have been
So hard on myself
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
album
Puff Daddy, enough already
Now its P. Diddy still sound shitty
How can your group be called Da Band
No body plays an insterment man
I dont
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
I say
Only two albums deep
Like a quarter of the way
To the finish line
Some claim kick back give it time
Other's like hustle harder it'll slip
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