Lyrics:
money on shit you can't afford
Buying things for people you don't like
Fourth quarter, music industry shut down
Big dogs droppin' albums, livin' it up now
auf Stand-by
Entweder schlaf' ich ruhig am Ende
Oder hab' Blut in den Händen so wie beim Blood-Gangsign
Das heißt, ich würd' für Hip Hop sogar auf 'nem
be home at prolly by nine
I met some people that got
Some issues just like mine
Singular punchlines for the Sinai
Think you can step to me? I
Don't
in profusion so don't be dazed
See how I regulate it's more than music
Momma never raised us stupid
Major reason I shine feel the ambiance you niggas
and had me fighting the urge
Fundamental parts of human nature
I might be able to put in my music later
Co-producing an album you didn't even know that you
I'm just talking
Phases through living I've been through it all
But I'm fortunate enough for not many lost
I could be stretching that bar by a lot
Just
Too pop for the rap kids
Too rap for the pop kids
Music loud through my neighborhood all
Album cuts no top hit's
Neighbors think it's obnoxious, I'm
tím že jsem starej jako pes
A pořád necejtim se blessed
Pořád se cejtim napíču a chtělo by to rest
Ale na ten není čas, proto spím pět hodit denně
Pokud
take him as he is
43 albums, as much as Neil Young
With wonderful songs on everyone
A lifetime of work
A soundtrack of life
And never afraid to write
what it's like to compete with myself and succeed
I've gone through most of my struggles by making some music and smoking some weed
I'm tired of this
the son of my mother
Booked off my freestyles, they judging me by my covers
Judging me through ya phone, you guaranteed to be wrong
Catch me in traffic
far until
I made Sandia and it was time to get goin
I thought I'd have an album or two out by now
I'd thought I'd still be studying
In school right now
an EP throw on an album I ain't do it sober
Me and my opps got it intune shit ain't dying down
Till blood spill over
It could be years won't let it blow
bhai me isko kya-kya nhi bola kar tha ki aa- by the way ye 11th droppout
hai me isko bola karta tha ki thik hai tu music kar rha hai graphic desining kar
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
Johnny Blaze
Produced by Bvtman
Intro
The grim reaper
Quick to give you all the jeepers creepers
This is special so adjust your speakers
If you
I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t
Kush by the canopy
Sit the fuck down
Nun of u niggas is standing me
I just posted a pic
With my new bitch
Now all my bitches is mad at me
She know that
move another load yeah
Album coming soon shit
Bitch I’m in my zone yeah
I’ve been coolin’, Making music
Yo bitch right here, Acting foolish
I’ve been
on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,
the Greek Freak
Before drill music I was 300, ain't got shit with dude Chief Keef
I am so goat, flow so dope, so potent, I could make the beat weak
Rappers
when I’m Grinning, I got hoes from
Cali to Venice, you would think I’m in pimpin Olympics, you think from my
Music I’m simping and nigga you right but
the Pastor fucken stopped me/ rude muckafucka see if I give offering/ can’t stomach my music/ I don’t know why I just talk about nuisance/ bullshit n what
a pole, that’s embarrassing you’re like 50 years old. Country music I didn’t forget about you the whole genre is plagued by a lack of I.Q. You got your
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