Lyrics:
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
The time flew by, had to turn my clock
And start with a new resume, not really that bitch named Des'ree
She ain't really my dream there's a better way
faces cases, judges n jurors, masons lawyers n cops
I watch 'cause every thugs face is my mirror
But this was one in particular
This kid he was
the Pastor fucken stopped me/ rude muckafucka see if I give offering/ can’t stomach my music/ I don’t know why I just talk about nuisance/ bullshit n what
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome
I'm angry that every
dreamin like fuck
N I'm scared of commitment
I'm down on my luck
I bought so many lottery tickets
I know that I'll never hit it
But back to this pennin
umm..goddamn... uh what the fuck, what time is it?
i swear i parked my car... shit
aye... light hit my face sun brought the heat
open my eyes see my
sweeter than a mango
Flame actin like a lame though, how your game go
Fine, exercise mind play the train yo
Aiyyo you dead on the chain, now watch my
sweeter than a mango
Flame actin like a lame though, how your game go
Fine, exercise mind play the train yo
Aiyyo you dead on the chain, now watch my
Purple Rain in the drought
Stunti'n on hoes
Brushin' off my shirt
But ain't nothin' on my clothes
'Cept my chain
My name
Young H-O
Pitch the yay
speaking on Willie
Uion kno that mane
Pour out fah my niggas
Yunoo we miss ya
If I could bring u back
One mo time Doug
And smoke witcha
Damn Hoodie We
for the championship, watch me dance on this (Watch me)
At my mouth corner is the ganja spliff (Yeah)
No more Rizzla, only Lion Pride
Doing the Willie
like Burgundy
On my way to the gwap like it's an emergency
I'm in Miami Tokyo drifting
High as a cloud n a nigga still lifting
Jit spilled the tea ain't
bitches sliding on me, but i dont even want em
Me and my homie eating n he dont got money, im gonna front em
5 days left my favorite album, dont think i can
The end result
B-boy Destruction
Party after party
Jam after jam
The weak would hang
Surrounded by the gang
Dangerous times
And corrupted minds
My pledge
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
of sinners baby I'm a Cole album
When my album drops, niggas know it'll be a cold album
Negative energy, nigga I can't have it
When I prophesy, feeble minds
shining while mining my soul for diamonds/
standing on the shoulders of giants but held down by my environment//
, 2 oh 3rd based creative, cadence
and I'm trying my very best not to yell
Lately I've been stuck in my mind
Lately I feel like I'm stuck on rewind
These words I've been speaking are truly
Chemicals straight to the brain so that I'm fully equipped
I contain my mental anger
By letting it rip
From the chords in my pores
To the rhymes I commit
Forces bring me back to floor
Travel by night with my feet feel'n sore
Corset honey wanna pick at my ear
Shit with them lips I don't really care
Not
sweeter than a mango
Flame actin like a lame though, how your game go
Fine, exercise mind play the train yo
Aiyyo you dead on the chain, now watch my
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