Lyrics:
then picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me
I just put in work, she call me Mister (hey Mister)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy, tell my hoe to get the picture
Look, I'm
way to go
Seeing a bigger picture, but now from different angles
Tangle of the hustling, survival in the game
Felt I had to leave home to be a household
a lotta dollars
Not bothered, I got fans streaming me in Guatemala
When I play, they salute, trust I get a lotta hollas
Leave the stage sweating like a pig
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
right inside his homie side
But I'm
Folding clothes at home
Kissing rose at home
Pictures froze and I go
In the studio my home
Unfolding goals at home
I
to do
How are you going to Live
And let learn
I'm a lead them
Show them by example
Never do expecting something back
It builds resent so
One day
I just
Hometown house party mixed drinks
No ice on New Year's Eve
Queueing up songs
Talking all night long
And dancing like no one could see
Walked me home
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
but
like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool
Imagine this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with
to vicious Nazi reprisals against her people, trapped in a conflict that forced its way into their lives in a chaotic struggle amongst foreign soldiers,
cbd, I'll be free this evening
And D R E wit Eazy E cd, I need some healing
How many more albums shall I drop until I hit the ceiling
You tell me hip
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
white family on the block had to adapt to a change
Paranoid of my new surroundings, would they see me the same
By the time I'm in high school, I had
With flesh and blood
That's how it has to be
With flesh and blood
Today he stops his run just east of Nashville
Puts a quarter from his pocket, in
effects me
Pain
And I know
It echos
In the brain
Yeah
Pain
And I know
That my home
Is a grave
Stay driven by shit that effects me
Pain
And I know
It echos
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
To be some process in your progress or be the prevention
I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to
I get money, I ain't gotta
want me to fit in a package
(I don't even know where I'm headed)
So my demographic will purchase the album
(I just wanna get there)
(I don't wanna live
the bricks of Perry Homes to the bricks of crcher High, the way I plugged dat middle up, they called me psycho. If I die, then I die.
What is dat? What I care?
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out
or something
He's supposed to be callin' me in any minute now, yeah
Like, any minute
Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone
Hello? Jackson here
Yeah, what?
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