Lyrics:
finally free
Everybody just leave me be
Everybody just leave me be
Looking for a way in and I'ma find it
I think I can make it, I'll keep on fighting
98
life go by[01:24.08]Oh Chase the stars somewhere in the darkness there is a golden heart[01:38.83]The universe will never wait[01:42.84]The stars will
Beat by global static
It's more just a feeling when a rise
It's more than the smoke that lower your eyes
You find something your good at
Then
pitch
Every single date
We sent so
International
Spent more time in
Terminals with you
Than MW2
Who am I fooling
Born in '98
I'm shooting friends
On rust
Fried brain, neurotic, bitch you insane
Blunt between my lips, stumbled out in '98
Head on Jupiter, frame on broad city
Catch me at the spot where
reunion, and everybody's looking great
And great granny Nadine made it, even though she's 98
There's cousin Thomas and Joanie and their 2 year old baby
Who
upstairs he dealt the hand
Had a plan and filled it in
I'm just trying reel you in
Dream chasing since Windows 98 screensavers
If I say it's love
That's what
Or no foreplay
I don't do cocaine
Need pounds by the farm way
Went shopping at Fairway
Got everything on layaway
Moving cuz i really got it
Cruising
like a round of golf, bitch I'm sounding off
Like the speakers blown, to each his own, I've reached a zone
That Jordan was is in, in the 98 Finals when
business
She like why you got that gun
I'm running up the bag for my future son
I'ma run it up for the city like in 98 when the rockets won
Brodie got locked
in 98 of tears
2 percecnt of hope
and that's the big thing you know 'bout it
Now I'm going crazy cuz of this episodes now
그냥 하는거지 사랑이란건 말야
never pass
Haha ayeee (bang) CHEVY (Bang bang)
168th & 52nd! BITCH
Raised on 52nd I was born in '98
By the time I was 11 I was cracking people's safes
Started
I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one
Perfect destination
If I could find my way
Ever since you left
Every time you call
Still keep a picture of you in my wallet
Haven't had a day go by
Feeling
was always by my side
I thought it'd never change
Like how'd I get this way
I got one last brain cell
To ruin my day
So I'ma give it away
I had 99
to back Bulls ‘97 and ’98 (ooouuu)
Back to back on ‘em shoutout OVO’s Drizzy Drake
Back to back only Ray-Ban glasses on my face (facts)
Back to back blue
off the shit steady digging thru the trash can
Niggaz getting indicted by the Feds trying to be the man
Gotta watch ur back vultures killing for
Nitas baby
Nine years old lost to the streets
Mommas baby boy kidnapped by unstable family
Original plan We pack a bag gone tonight
But
can't sleep (why)
Cause I got too much heat
I got too much heat so ima need some fans
Cooling off by waving around a couple bands
Ice on my wrists
for my friends
People can't see my pain, camouflaged by a grin
It's like one fifty one make you run out your skin
Got a turtle out his shell let
know
before i book a show
i feel like imma go crazy
98 degrees, i’m in a raincoat
just precautiously
in case i say
something i don’t mean
stressing
do it in the dunny
Leave your ass ripped just like your head, dummy
Ya boy been a fire kid since '98
No more waiting around to see what he might create
idę
Pograć mokrą, wytartą piłką z chłopakami
Powymieniać się znaczkami i z budki kartami
Takich czasów nawet by Kubrick nie wymyślił
Powiedz, gdzie są
fuck no
Chuck No-rris you know this Harry what up tho
What up bro, my G Napoleon we stay cutthroat
Trailer load of material bring in by the truckload
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