Lyrics:
Your firm took a ton of that PPP money
By itself that is nothing we all know Covid was crushing
But that money was for companies that needed the funding
It was written by the 1990s version of me
Who thought you had to have it all by 33
The man, the plan, the house
With a skylight and a garden
A fancy
a street under the stars
And when nobody's eyes are watching
We'll throw away our masks
Maybe when I open my eyes I'll see the things that I should see
[ "Long Version" includes the following INTRO: ]
Yo Rich
How come y'all go ruthless
turn around and try to be positive?
[ D-Loc ]
Look man, people
brain
But I still get brain, no hands no teeth
Nowadays, niggas are killas on the beat
But where I was raised all of the killas was down the street
Turn failure into progress
More less
Face our biggest fucking fears
In turn we can harness
Our greatest version of ourselves
Marvellous
This is where I
almost looked happy (you almost looked happy)
Please don't tell me it's true.
All our neighbors are old (all our neighbors are old)
Street-lamp
producing the minimum
Your habits and fears are keeping you typical
Ah
Talking my truth I could care a bit for all my enemies
But betrayal is something not
make ya favorite rapper change verses
I'm not the type that'll change versions
Cuz I always been the same version
Took em to church all these years
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
an Ariel shot to examine the plots
I'm surrounded by purpose
Got friends that are no longer working
And I question
All the times that we all put a verse in
said they so fuckin’ proud of me
And all my girls said they so fuckin’ proud of me
I got two versions
I got two versions
Shoutout to my bruddas
gonna make it?
Are we gonna make it?
We gotta face it
Are we gonna make it?
We done run out of all our tricks
We flew a plane with lion tamers
Whoa
Shenseea
Mmm, yeah
Are you that hitta that can fuck me right?
Are you that hitta that can last all night?
Are you that hitta that won't
occurred to me there’s multiple versions of that show
Which hashtag will best benefit my SEO
Genuinely, are some of them trash, because
Freeced — Today
My Crib (Album Version)
Written By Orlane Fernandes
Performed by Staalin
Chorus
My niggas doing it big/ you know what they holding,
Rolling that piff
you wanna live so recklessly?
I don't know where I was, I was lost, I was nothing
The real version of me, I had never even seen
You givin' me truth
But it, it is, but it is what it is
It's all a part of my broken history
I don't know where I was, I was lost
I was nothing
The real version of me, I
violence all over the world
We are ruled by greed
So I've created two people
That live inside of me
They buffer me from a little thing
Called reality
They
we are His exhibits
His paint is splattered in our hearts
For we are, by far, God's finest works of art
sins are covered regardless of all of the voices that tell me I'm worthless
Convert it to passion to love like a servant, that's Jesus' model there's no
we really need
What we need whatwa what what what what we really need
Is more people
Every city's dying, all the people crying
Shouting out I'm bored,
Adidas
We fire, y'all retire
All ugly people, please be quiet
Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I was re-hired
I got
mean? And I don't know
If it was even anger
But it was just the way
That you were getting all
Of your emotions out and now
I think your emotions
Are
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