Lyrics:
am not y'all (niggas)
Couple pages out the calendar and I'm out y'all
Kid listen, pay attention, you don't wanna be me
It's safer to watch it
Oh my god, have you seen Pulp Fiction
Yeah, but I don't really remember it
What you talking about? Have you seen uh
This is funny cause we're
I'm all about now
So
I'ma just
Kick it off top beat from the drop man
Droppin album's quicker than Usain Bolt man
I'ma treat it like a playstation
we call him a sellout
First Oprah came at Michael Jackson, now Russell Simmons
What about what Harvey Weinstein did to them women?
Why you ain't
Yeah man I might not have the production quality for it, or like the credibility for it
But I'll still talk about something in my music
They hear me
Well, Busta Rhymes
Come on over here and let me talk to you son
See now, Dolomite just got back from some shit that you about to be it
Well, are you
I hope you see my face when you hear this song
I hope you think about love how you did me wrong
I hope you toss and turn
Unable to get a wink
Sober
To be an Mcee to flow on stage
To create something that was hot to get me paid
I couldn’t write a full verse just half pages
Listening to Naughty by
only a handful of soldiers by my side,
rest of my so called niggas was jive
but I ain't gonna say no names, 'cause they know who they be
so if you
joint right here?
How many people recognize this song?
This shit right here is called "You Got Me", ya nawmean?
It's on our album which is called
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
squad looking for me, I'm about to blow up
Keep your seat belts fastened, We about to show out
Heard they tryna read me, I got like a thousand pages
Cut
mouth
I'm all they talk about
Gotta start the climb no stopping now
I don't wanna brag
I think I'm dead inside
Hard to catch a feel
When it's just not
page
Gifted from the top I won't ever stop
Niggas come an go try to kill my flow
I just won't let go
Never let your feelings bring you down
Can't face me
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
3]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
By now you probably think I'm portraying who I'm sayin
And sometimes I wish I wasn't him, but I am
And it's people
Time is an illusion
It moves faster
The more that we forget to enjoy
So Baby won't you slow down
You can catch the sunset when you're running
Just
True stories, everything I rap about, I’ve been through
Or maybe I seen it happen, so don’t judge me, you bleed too
I’m tryna give you something you
can't hear, what I'm tryna say (hey girl, come here)
If you can't read, from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf (hey, hey, hey)
Maybe I'm going blind
On the same page as holding the ink, now whatchu think?
What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking
of misdirection
I get it, you made this way
'Cause God forbids them good energies and giving me a break, huh
You are not the problem, I know I am
You can tell by my
You keep callin' her phone, drivin' by when I'm not here
She's beggin' me not to lose my temper
Lord, I've tried, but my patience is runnin' thin
alive is you
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What if? 02:51
LETRAS
I'm clueless about this scene
I ignore all human beings
And I'm stuck here in between
Wish I go back
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