Lyrics:
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
I been feeling good yea maybe cuzz I’m lonely by myself I’m still a gangsta up the pole that boy a gonner ain’t no pushing pain down weed just keep
door three times and have your money
Or get to steppin' like Kappas stompin', I'll slap a junkie
I'm having lunch with Italian Sonny, don't ask
anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's
facts
But you know we don't want fags
I don't even know what I'm gonna say next
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind,
My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
Haha
He don't even know what he talking bout haha
Yo, Aye yo, I'm back
Haha
Three Z's
T'Challa
Young Samson
And the most vicious of them all
And Bitch I'm on go
I bet we'll up the score
Got the rod right by my side, I swear I'm trained to blow
Pop a z go crazy
I'm hunting the demons that made me go
mean you did your thing I'm wit you what's really good
Let's finish up let's right what's really good
Yo I'm living in tha equinox niggaz eat wit
all them would get fucked up by me woo
They call me julius earlington stewart
Yeah yeah check it
Just keeping my precautions myself steady
That's what I
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my
Bitch you thirsty
Got new supreme like every thursday
Hold up
I need you to tell me if your ready or not
Cause i need you by my side every time i go live
Rockin board shorts oaklies and tan flip flops
Cherry wood smokes comin from my traeger grill
Can of bush light sittin by my rod and reel
Couple tunes come
thing While the record is spinnin'
Got
your fly-girly grinnin' MD is on the mike, ya know I'm only beginnin'
Rod's
fresh and fresh, you never
think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!"
'Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people
But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf
I
bitch
She say she wanna give me head in my car
(Woo) the illest nigga in the room
Wherever I'm at by far (yeah)
Ten toes down just grind hard (yeah)
I'm
different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack
it's a phone but now I'm takin' out the pole (word)
Walk your son to school and then watch TV at your home (okay)
You niggas got me really really aggy
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
on bitch better take yo cards
Like I'm fishing she all on my rod
Her name Nicky but we can't manage
All the stories that she gone facade
Back the Lambo right
implosion
Your whole chest and your world caved in
They completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men
Did ya say that?
Record execs wanna push the album
die
When I die
When I die
When I die
You did see me live it
Sike, I'm immortal like a Zeus
I'mma genius like a Bruce
Wayne, Banner, speaker bammer
moments there and
That's all caught on the album. yeah, the production that chris
Tsangarides has done is right in your face. that's the best description
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