Lyrics:
roads with heart
I gently push myself into the space
The endless space
I'm fusing all the stories, one big radio
For it to tell itself
In multiple types
blue
Through darkness comes light and I be known as the Guru
And this I certify we all should be alerted by
the traps within the system, our youth is
to the imagination
I won't stop on my emanicipation, proclamation
Through the radio stations
Facin' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know
kiddin' baby?
I'm out here livin', what is you doin', baby-by?
Big, big, energy, feelin' gassed up
Ghost ride on you if you switch up
Monster rollin',
reservations Snuggle real close and you make sweet conversations
By the big cornfield on a dead end street
You go skinny dipping in Sycamore Creek
Blanket
laughing
by the big Christmas tree
I wonder if they're remembering
being (young) like me
Because everyone is falling in love
I'm always dreaming
Ho, what you on?
Straight up
They opps still playin', huh?
Twenty thousand square feet house by the water (water)
Water (water), water (water),
a little older than cuz
And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain
Will turn that big nigga to a fucking stain
The pain from the dirt makes
Rain Rain Go cway
Come Back To The Ghetto cnother Day
Dem Know Bout Rich We Know Bout Poor (Bruk Life)
Dem Know Big House We Know Cold Floor
Dem
Four minutes and counting.
O.K.
They pressed the button, Jim.
They pressed the button Billy, what button?
The big red one.
You mean
I told the boss I could only work part time
Just a job ‘till I hit my gold mine
I got a thing in the works that’s gonna be big in Japan
I got a lot
Good morning, Cob County!
This is Peanut with Morning Stark Radio
Here's what's goin' on
Yesterday, Buddy Wilson was attacked by a mob of clowns
[INTRO]
Rain Rain Go Away
Come Back To The Ghetto Another Day
[Chorus]
Dem Know Bout Rich We Know Bout Poor (Bruk Life)
Dem Know Big House We Know
""Think and Grow Rich"" by Napoleon Hill is a timeless self-help classic that reveals the principles of success and wealth creation. Hill's extensive
more problems that's real
This is what an ol' G told me
filthy rich and dyin' lonely
"Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, life is what you make it, homie."
I took a drive by the prison
Wound up at the taco stand
I changed my clothes in the parking lot
And thought about our wedding plans
Then I
around
turnaround
Verse 2
We turn on good music ‘n watch the miles go by
from all night radio ’n on to streaming
I ain’t asleep at the wheel, can’t be
All on my shit
yeah I’m on my shit
really gone get rich we gone get rich
and the Convo lit
in the streets they say
I’m on my way up dollar bills been
(You're a genius, June) okay (Oh, wow)
Big 14, yeah
Bitch, I'm the GOAT
Hop out the Lam', then I hop in a Ghost
(In a Ghost)
I'm posted up on that
touch her load my tech
She always by my side still got bitches and the text
Standing on a large ship always with the big flex
Driving in a rich whip
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
passed by
But that's just an old man's story
That I have never seen
'Cause rich men talked about the future
And big change was ringing in their ears
It's
with God,
Since you niggas are faking
I yearn for peace, I hurt the piece
By playing beast
The blue blooded creep, head on radio
piece
I'm hell
on some chill shit
They pull up like mechanics and drill shit (blrrt)
Double R, the big body, I'm real rich (real rich)
When they thought it was over,
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