Lyrics:
see me
Cause yesterday that was the old me
But now I'm up in this bitch (Damn)
You see me
(Bridge)
I don't feel like working, workin workin
All
We work, we toil,
Every day till we boil,
All sweat, no tears,
you strike our fears
Instrumental bridge
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But please Mr. Swift, Mr. Armour
I’ve been making music my whole life
Wether it be
Tappin pencil
Instrumentals
Or playing
Pianos
In the night
When I was young we couldn’t afford
the doubt like frito lays
and all my music out, it's free to play
So you can watch my growth from the first day
I wrote a song in Spanish class in the ninth
slamming Cadillac doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Looking to fill me belly with that Rallys
Bullshit pull shit off
Like it was supposed
Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I
Graffiti, loiterin', I sorta got my peace from the chaos
Was no "mother-may-I's," surrounded by have-nots
And maybe some day I's well
I was against
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
All systems fail, put me on back again
I need to get back in trying to break this spell
Of a deafening silence, it`s a sudden form of
Hoping too
INDEPENDeNT
{HOOK}
Niggas don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Bitches don't help..
[Im all by myself]
Ima get it how I did it by myself..
[Im all by
the whole facilitation
All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
I can make it look like I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Persuade the broad to put
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
seen purple
Keep it in the circle
Reach the ultimate high
Number 9
Verse 1:
This land ruled by dutch masters
cold hearted bastards
sipping
to smokin' high grades
Never one-sided like migraines
I doubled down on my sadder days and my lavish ways
I cut off all my accolades, gave side eyes like Jack
a stumbling saint
Still I'm never alone, He's alive in my bones
The ghost of God sanctifies
Day by day by day, day by day by day
Day by day by day
What I once
to result in the fall of organized civilization.
[Instrumental]
ARBITRATION NOTICE: You agree that disputes between you and us will be resolved by binding,
somebody by their steering wheel
'Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I
by my side, everything's alright
Instrumental
Twelve hours in a day
Salvation is the way
Christ Jesus, shine your rays, your grace, I pray
I may
And all the lights in the houses one by one go out
Softly in the distance nothing stirs about
And the night is filled with the sound of a whipporwil
the Federales
Dammit I love it when she talkin' sloppy
Give me toppy and call me papi
Whisper that freak shit all in my ear though
Me gusta mami, y yo te
he passes by, they all invite him
He'll clap his hands and sing and dance and talk his baby talk.
With a hole in pants and his knees stick out, he's
as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with
as the South Park Zone
Talkin' shit ain't into clickin' take your punk ass home
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
Hit you in the chest with
the door nigga,
Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me
Now I blew up
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