Lyrics:
He's ruled them for twenty years
And ravaged as their king
Conquest burns in his eyes
And ice shoots through his veins
Their leader's new
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
the flat, and I hope that the jakes don't come (okay)
I done gave nine k to k, came back with a- oh, my God
Had a drop-top Merc' and a kid by twenty
the junk
And then I bang, bang, the bump, the bump girl
My name is Apples and I rock your world
Worldwide, do your math
Thirty, twenty six, thirty six
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
Planned it all out day by day
Snapshots of moments had changed my ways
Time blinded by our adolescence
We're restless instrumentalists
Cruisin' all alone
No
Legend
Twenty-two today by the way
Smelin so dope like am mexican huh
Yellin YOLO YOLO in my peace bangles
Yea shit tough, but i break no code
Am
the rubber burns off our wheels
Anywhere I go I want you sitting to my right
As long as your here I don't have to go alone
So stay by my side, shotgun rider
the rubber burns off our wheels
Anywhere I go I want you sitting to my right
As long as your here I don't have to go alone
So stay by my side
Shotgun rider
just climbing up
Yeah I'm just rising up
Fat blunts to the face mind expanding huh
Flying and landing huh
Different phases passing by time traveling huh
they melt ya never felt ya
All alone in my zone call me mr. storyteller
Helen Keller to the trouble twenty twenty to the struggle
Watch my people strung
Chasing bread like Im a bird
Fendi waist just sit and learn
On my mum its bout my turn
Burberry shades I keep it stern
Kush rush carts I let em burn
I'm on the way while time goes by
Memories burn in my brain
I'm a floppy disk, I'm running outta drive
Empty heart, with no storage
From my bed to my
All alone[00:20.81]Feels like home[00:22.02]Set myself free how I've grown[00:24.52]No more fools be blinding these eyes[00:29.30]I'm cutting
boots[00:48.68]Been in booth[00:50.17]Know by fruits[00:51.62]We bare no more[00:53.20]Won't put more on me[00:54.58]Ooh yea they left lonely[00:55.97]Try to block out
Shawty by my side, yeah[00:06.00]Smokin' on the za, yeah[00:08.03]Blow it out like cold air[00:10.00]Too much drip there's mold, yeah[00:11.98]Call
Twenty four; the hours in the day go
By so slow, they creep while I crumble
Wanting more, as day turns to night I'm
Trying hard to look on the bright
Damn fake you cookin' up
Yelling give me that, bitch leave me alone
Ain't no D.N.D
I'm scoring twenty phones
I'm scoring, scoring twenty
to heaven early
There's no place I wouldn't go
For that smile on your face
Pick you up inside my
Twenty twenty Audi yeah
I got twenty twenty vision
In my
took off
And got pulled over by a cop
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You
took off
And got pulled over by a cop
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You overdid it, holmes
You had too much to drink
You
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