Lyrics:
the ninth inning
With two outs I hit a home run to left field like Carter did to Philly
Do you understand me? Ha, really?
No MacGyver tactics can stop my
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
and then I spit it
It's like, now they can finally get it!
But, now I'm good, I don't wanna fit in
I've been a loser all my life
I've been rejected all my
pops, maybe he could tell ya better boy
Patient in the afterlife I'll waste ya in the after life
Even after my life haters be after my life
Cause I'ma
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
prolly fuck yo bitch, tomorrow
Can't lay up like Vince, Carter
What im gone put on my wrist, water
What im gone put on my bitch, Prada what's im gone put
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion
What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my first two million
Posted on the block
I was Choppin up game
Nah we aint the same
I done been through pain
Feel like Vince Carter by the way I hang
Feel like im Keef
When I turned 19
I spent my birthday watching "Bruce
Almighty" with my parents or
Maybe I went bowling? Please tell
Me yours was cooler
Nope i
hard for my daughter nigga
Michael Myers I might slaughter for my daughter nigga
Life's a bitch I got the game by the collar nigga
Call me king don't
showing my crib
I'm talking letting cameras go in my fridge
But people crazy, so I'd rather only friends and family know where I live
By how I talk, you
was tryna be the Carter's
Uh That was the days Cape Off life's harder shit
ZaZa and a G lock That's like my starter kit
From the Murder Cap dawg I been
my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more
workin' on nigga? (Um, you know, I got Curren$y album)
(And quietly workin' on my album, ya dig?)
Oh, I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
dope
Serve your dad and
Shake the room it's no tellin
What else your pop smoke
I'm fueled by havin a lot
On my plate
Been hurt disgruntled by
Feelin
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
a beat with my feet by just hitting a loop
Bringing the lyrics to prove that I can fit in these shoes
I give you the truth through the vocal booth
Stars
more than try my Niggx
Give ya brother a cut
You triple up when
You divide my Niggx
Life in a box
You pad it up and do ya time Niggx pressure cook up
I
know a ton
Of followers in Instagram
And I’m a f star using filters
If you can just shoot me for my life-style?
Hi hey sir point How are you?
You
side yuh a mi ride an die girl throughout this life an mi wudda neva eva regret this choice
My girl why yuh make me feel like this, every time wen yuh
leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter
can't start ideas, develop or finish either
Staring at a blinking cursor, the screen brighter
My life a movie, Charlie Kaufman is the screenwriter
I need
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