Lyrics:
It's 4real4real 4real4real 4real4real 4real4real
4real4real 4real4real 4real4real 4real4real
It's 4real4real
Baby it's baby it's 4real 4real 4real
him
I can’t be mad at Kanye because
He made me famous! #FACTS
6th Stop trying to demonize real artist
Stop trying to compromise art
That’s why music
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
Eles tentando me pegar
Eles me ve de longe
Essa merda é o Brasil
É o real estelionato
Essa vadia rende pra mim
Só porque eu conto os pataco
Depois que eu
She's real fine, my 4-0-9
She's real fine, my 4-0-9
My 4-0-9
Well, I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes (Giddyup, giddyup, 4-0-9)
For I knew
I got four good reasons why I can't go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist whose hand is demure
ass, yeah, fuckin' Soul 4 Real ass
Nigga, that's Soul 4 Real
That the nigga from Soul 4 Real
Candy Rain-ass nigga, he got a deal, now he rappin'
You
that shit, I am on
While curiosity killed the feline, gone (four, skate)
I think I'm falling in love (four, skate)
This time I think it's for real
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
got four good reasons why I can't go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist whose hand is demure
Got
a classic, they come around years later and say it's a sleeper
The earrings are real, the petty is real
Might charge my ex for a feature
Deposit the money
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that
I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats
But I know flats and Piru Crip tats
Will swarm
I got four good reasons why I can't go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist whose hand is demure
Ja, dank für's Zuhören, support real artists, wie flex barker
Ja, danke für's Zuhören, support real artists, respekt respect.
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky), four minutes aye
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky),
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
the shoes
Kick, kick, kick, kick
Kick off the shoes
Eighty-four
Eighty-four, eighty-four
Eighty, eighty, eighty-four
Eighty, eighty, eighty-four
the shoes
Kick, kick, kick, kick
Kick off the shoes
Eighty-four
Eighty-four, eighty-four
Eighty, eighty, eighty-four
Eighty, eighty, eighty-four
here, right now
Right here, right now
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's not real
Waking up to find your love's
pleased you (five hundred thousand dollars)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week I wanna see you (seven
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album,
fed a family of four
For forty fucking fortnights
Forty fucking fortnights!
I am an artist
Please God, forgive me
I am an artist
Please don't
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