Lyrics:
on bags
Grace pass jazz steady ballin buh we no dey pay tax
Not ur regular drink henne Vsop to wash my hands
From the bottom we ride to top
Steady
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Roll another one cause I'm alive
Head on a swivel when I slide
Feeling good look into my eyes
I'm coming down from this sedative
Hand
stuck in a cage
No one to argue, no one to blame
I'm hungry for fame
One day you niggas will know my name, uh
I'm in the stu with Jozzie, man, that boy
all year
I think I masked it well
Even the ones closest to me couldn’t tell
Break up with the girl of my dreams
Sacrificed my heaven just to stay in
Woke up in a hospital surrounded by my family
The life I was living, it turned out all of it was just a dream
Fell inside a coma, now I'm wishing I could
level
Same night, I can see the gates in plain sight
Then I get blinded by some light
Wait this ain't right
That's when I woke up hand cuffed in
like a cheetah
Keep the player in my game for she pimp me like a jiggalo
I ain't ask for a favor or a handout
Don't mean I won't take if ya hand out
a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you
Fate is engraved in graveyards they train us to fetch the bones
Haunted by past failures my lockjaw won't let it go
So I get a pay check to correct
Must say, I gotta hand it to the devil
At rock bottom, that's a man up on my level
Inadequate feeling, my heart has hole in one
Drove me straight
Intimate Carriage
Entering into a room
Where memories fly in chains
One said: Oh darling, hold my hand
From a drawer of core feelings I found one
And it
Getting in trouble, knuckles are red
Punched the door again, a new dent was left
Put my head through the glass to let the thoughts out fast
Hoping
the disarray
Lost in the game we play
There is no prize
Just another level
As I'm feeling all the venom in my veins
It's hell in my brain but must contain
Can't
Aretha Franklin
37. ""Stand by Me"" - Ben E. King
38. ""The Sound of Silence"" - Simon & Garfunkel
39. ""A Day in the Life"" - The Beatles
40. ""Bridge
Makin' moves, so they watchin' closely
Did it by my lonely
MVP, I'm Mahomes in O.T
Hand the trophy, pay what you owe me
At the Ritz with your shorty,
I rest inta my blue heaven of a sky, i, i, i…..woah
stuck in a time warp, struck by a blunt force
plucked off a my course, placed on a high horse
a bag and put my girl in the range
I just make em mad every time I get my hand raised
Young bruce Wayne smoking strains in the bat cave
Ya
All I get is
what can I say
I gotta take action
One of a kind - limited edition
Reach for the sun I landed in heaven
I'm on the go
Back on my shit but you already
when I'm in the hood
She should know I'm up to no good
Assuming no matter what I sell her
You can't tell my scales another level
Just a lost libra
And she got a friend, that's 2
Feel like i'm in heaven, la lune
Hard to trust a soul, niggas act hoe
Let em try, boy we getting low
Comfy with the tango,
choosing sides I'll get ya as im cruising by
All my life its like my hands are tied
But imma deal with getting life every night with my (our) head held high
the craft)
I'll never let the craft die(I'll never let the craft)
Moderation from my father upon them heavens, ayy
Daddy son kinda do it right, ayy
Left a man
I ain’t got tats on my skin
But I got scars from the scraps I've been in
At least a glass in my hand when I swing
Wanna take me apart & dismantle my
Mass elevation to challenge imagination
Imbalanced equation, flows five by five in four four time
And thread the line, catch em out into the stars
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