Lyrics:
by tomorrow you will see
Yeah you got to live to be wise
If you know you wanna see the inside of the eye
World is so old people there are living fine
the dotty
I really had a dotty in the lobby
That's these 2 twin barrels looking old
And long like Kojo and Toffie
Man can't give me no verbal on social
I come
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Sidestep when a nigga pull up in the night time
Hit the strip club we know that's where the night's live
Diamonds dancing
platinum
Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your
on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some
(an outtake that will surface somewhere, at some point...)
The beadle says I killed them all
My wife, my screaming child
I'm dying in the morning
heh, you ready to leave
Ugh, not really... but all things must come to an end, right
Right
But last night though
Dixie cups stained with that Jungle
start life from scratch, I wouldn't change shit
Same gun, same clip, same dumb bitch
All Out, Harlem World, same old clique
Same old studio,
selective how I deal
But I wouldn't give a
Fuck to you long as I live cause
I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck
When it comes to you
I don't give a fuck I
girlfriends call
if she don't get off until two (we got all night long)
I finally show up at 4:30 am
and I still have to drop my crew off (but i'll be back)
now
shit was live on stage, dog
That night felt like a nigga had
The whole world on my shoulders
Twenty years old tryna find a warm
Spot in this world
The medicine, unintelligent
The chemicals are heading
For the centre
The sense needs attention
Ascension of souls to the old heaven
I'm benevolent
Calling, dreaming, talking
In your sleep
I know you want to cry all night
I been tossing and turning in my sleep
I been fighting my demons
I had
get fame, I see how it is
Don't hit me up, cause you gone miss
All I can say, back on the road
Late nights I'm grinding it never get old
Days getting
still (steel)
In the field trippin'
Did I mention? Our hoods really at war
And this is somethin' we can settle y'all
You know, at a little comedy show we
of
All time, known by the acronym, GOAT
And by at the end of this dense
Poetic verse, which just dropped on Friday
Jay admonishes his would
Be judges
Cold-hearted, that's how it all started
Ripping up the roads, all the turns skirted (SKRRRRRR)
Gotta get your body ready, like come on shawty
All
be old-fashioned but she's not making laws
Yes, she lives by her old canon
Yet, she's there for babies which mothers abandon
She doesn't turn her back
with the meaning
But I'm still broke
But it's all about the change
About the song I wrote
From the day I started hunting
With the wolves and crows
I
in love.
Be dirty dancing me all night long,
Then you leave me hanging girl you're wrong.
Every time it's the same old thing,
You bring me out like
to show you the scars
Cause to live a life you truly want to live
Is fucking hard
To earn my spot o have put it all on the line
But it’s more than just some
and at night
Write to faint old flames by dim candlelights,
Hey, hi, hello, dear, to whom, for you: I am
Ruthlessly uprooting the usual route
In lieu of some
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
eternal like them old folks from Cocoon did
c kung fu kid from a drive by neighborhood
Maybe it's time to cut the cord like those subscribing to cable
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