Lyrics:
The Room Like Boom
Everybody Wanna Zoom In, Whos Dis
You Dont Know Your Boy? He Be Fresher Than The Cool Whip
2021 Has Got Me Moving Like Da Cool Kids...
I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon
The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, type to ask God "You wanna battle?"
"I could
left, he said if you go to London, come at my house, we'll make music.
I had flashbacks of this February in the city, me waiting in a studio for artists
You too can have a blessing
But that's only for this week
Oh yeah
You wanna talk about next week
We can talk about that
Cause God is busy
He don't got
Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack
Big things coming, man I'm like fuck it
Holding it down, yea I'm growing my budget
All my brothers eatin' man and I love it
We come from the rugged
(Pikachu)
Make this next dude's career go vamoose
Racking up points till I'm Pac (king) man
Tell the whole industry that the mack is back
How the hell he so
shadadoodada yeah
Their all lyrics all changed up
Written by caspers
But don't you worry I heard he friendly
Call it ghost writers
Its a shame where the game is
at by the people next to me (what?)
Played "Just Don't Give a Fuck" and I pressed repeat (what)
And I still don't give a fuck here and I'm almost thirty
the ginny boys tweaking
Throw your flags up
Throw mags up
You get dragged up
Like twelve flights of stairs
By the hair
burly boy Grizzly
Who could fuck with
peace of mind
Free of madness, stress, just feeling good time (ooh wooh)
I want a piece of the pie just like the next man
Chilling hard, big York with
time and do it slow
I'll do my own excersises
Right between your thighs
It's all very pleasureful
I'll go places he won't go
Lets keep it
Uncle Sam calling each by name.
The very next day they left on a mystery
Train.
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
Don't you cry, cry, cry, cry,
don't purple stuff it
One day by the way I met little miss muffet
I blew my mind with the stuff that I taught her
I am the wanderer's wandering
ese don't lie
That's the last time that I'll ever kick you down
What goes around comes around, I'll catch you on the rebound
Next time I'm smoking
to play around the way
Those were the good timez,
Growing up as a child, carefree,
Momma said I was wild by three
Even pops showed me love he was there
I
on 5th Street
Feel free to swing by
before you leave
Have you had enough to eat?
Cause Alibaba's open late
Where's the next stop on your route?
I got some
All my niggas gangbang
Black flag on the right side
Glock 40s got clips
Ski masks on the night time
Light that bitch nigga up
Might not be a next
a saturday night
I remember Getting home late makin my mom mad
I remember growin up in a house with no dad
I Remember being told that family is all that we
a saturday night
I remember Getting home late makin my mom mad
I remember growin up in a house with no dad
I Remember being told that family is all that we
(((... as I go showing off again,
self impressed by how well I can put myself down!!
and then go again, tot he next further removed level
of that same
to get back
When he get back perhaps I'm blazin up a sack
So relax, that's snaps ain't right, it's all good
I got your back next time you dippin
to- come back home
Cause everything you need you can find in Him
Faith in yourself to believe again
Don't let all this time just pass you by
You
the time we remain
Or maybe, the rest of the world'd lose they mind
And we'd die not knowing how we wasted perfect time
Damn, (we could've had it all)
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