Lyrics:
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
man.
He was leaning out saying, "Hey everybody! Look at me, look at me!"
POW! He was decapitated.
They found his head over by the snowcone concession.
represtentin'
That nigga is a fact I've lived in it
Now look at me, y'all can't steel rabbit
For all y'all niggas talking that shit, I'm still strapping
Will
feet always moving steady
I see millions in my reveries
Making all these waves like jetskis
Extra eyes on me no Fendi
Love me some water but I need me
let the streets rock and roll your soul
Swats GA by way of Cascade Heights
Gunshots roadblocks sidewalks and ice
Sold me out for 3.5 grams
And put your body all in that trunk (Ya heard)
Look, you ain't cool, and rob your bitch for the pound of the skunk
I'll have my young boys set you up (Give
tell me, but some terrible, evil joke
sounds to me like the counterfeit blues have got you by the throat
There seem to me an awful lot of charltans
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
on your knees look up at me and kiss my hand for the royalty that I am
You a man and I'm a woman but I rule this kingdom on my own coz I am a queen
I'm
feet
They probably would throw the whole crown at me
My ego doesn't need that
How power who perceives that
They talk a uh
but I don't fight back
I don't
(LexNour)
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me better look both ways
I got too much sauce
, Peter & Ezra
I saw Jesus, had some questions
This eternity, internally I yearn to see his face, YAH YAH
Tina said she want the old me
But Jesus said he
alright, cause I just help myself
You should know, cause I can't do nothin' else
And you better watch out for the day
When you lock me up and throw that
the work
From a Mexican bullets eat
A nigga flesh it don’t matter
Which vest he in
I’m thinking of a couple ways for
Me to go and benefit
And Now I’m
down bad in a while
I wrap it up, ain't got time for no child
Give me a inch, then I'm taking a mile
I can't show 'em what's coming, they taking my style
that's four four
A tempo not slow
A flow for dance floor
I tell you there's more
It's who the song's for
Jesus Christ be the El Senior
The one to look for
Angels in the wing, ass naked do your thing
Show me what that baking soda bring, do it for your king
Every time I look up, they cook up
I be the master
hear that
But you don't wanna end up
In jail for years, akh
Married to the streets but I let bro beat
Come to my block, bet you get cold feet
Spin that
somebody else's roof
But through God you can do more baby I'm the living proof
Now I got people that look up to me we used to be struggling
But now we live
In order for me to be happy
I need to let some of these so called conspiracies out in my poetry
Because there's some truth to these things, you may
the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
a lamp unto my feet and a guide to my path..
Let me play my part...and give you my heart..
Hook:
Fame is not the game..its why I put it on my
persuasion
Little bitch, don't play with me
But don't play with me, cause my niggas ain't around
We all around for the guns now, but these niggas all the time
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed Ghost is intelligent
Made thirty offa Def Jam I was killing 'em
Did cash
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