Lyrics:
Next album that you hear
The last from me
Feeling hella eager
To be leaving 2020
Yeah
Dead by Dawn, 2021
Coming soon
Album number two
But for now
I guess
A letter 2 my ex, a letter 2 my ex, don't
Call me don't text I dun moved on to the next
A letter 2 my ex, a letter 2 my ex, don't
Call me don't
already know what it is man
Album coming out
Bringin' that shit back alive man
Let's get this money man
Wait for the Album comin' it's Comin' to I have two
on
I was stuck in the middle but I'm out now on bond
When takes two seconds it's the hate go along
Time flies by I have prayed to prolong
I'm back at it
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
yet
I'm bouta hit two reps, I ain't started yet, no sweat, she'll get it all down I bet
They don't fuck with a prophet, I'm proud of it
Play a type
alarm today
I'm that bin lading boi I'll bomb the state
I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today
2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag
You
commit to what you said
Never thought that I’d wish I was dead
Now I’m haunted by the voices in my—
Otherwise they’d be one person
I am one person, and I
From the land of Larry Hoover where they bury shooters
I'm shinin' hard, Stanley Kubrick
We don't live by the law
Two-time felony charge, gun totin'
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
are you?
You done dropped six albums in the past two years, and nobody knows who the fuck you are
If it ain't in God's plan, then it's not gonna happen,
on the Whitey so
See just Black and White?
There's no room for that in the '90s, yo
I'm still a bill and still checkin' mics
One-two a whole year later
Made you
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
learn how to rap
Only last two minutes but believe I'm good in the sack
Sometimes I last a little longer but my woody clasped
I'm begging you please my
That's his first album
He start Shoot like a starter
Gripping on pressies
I call that the dead hand
Pop worked in bakeries
Bitch now I'm the bread man
No
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines
Just trying to make sure that I
the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay
album
Sike I'm playing
But really what would I be without em
They the future of this earth when I'm not around
I'm thugging by my lonely I ain't hanging
some kleats
Step back in the game
It was not the same
Where’s the album man
2020 I’m back again
Phenom of 361 pen is a gun
Cocked and loaded
Who gon get
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
provided by Cookin' Soul (Uh, huh)
Came in this game from out of
Nowhere and I took control
(I took shit over, nigga) rockin' my jewels
I'm goin' to see one
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