Lyrics:
Or on Golf Course grass
Like Damn
Why can't I have what he Has?
Fake it till you make it
Don't live by that
Rich people think first
And then they make plans
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
They be calling her boujie, she know she poppin
When she get on hots I can't tell her stop it
They want me to lose but it just the beginning
I got 99
the studio, I know myself
When you walk in the studio the stuff stays off
Now, Image ting, make it look good
Even if you ain't make yourself from the hood
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
been a big mess They thinkin I been blessed
Lately I just sin Less
For returns I invest They feed off they interest
I feed off my "been the best"
My
allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving
Hey, young world
M-murder, fake man
Y'all know the beef from the hood, it'll never
Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn-turn-turn it up
The bitches,
yes, yes, yes!
They won't know what's hit them until it's hit them!
The world is run by aliens!
They're coming for your wife!
They're going to take your
on the canvas original piece
A painting from ZIROC '99 imagery
Presented by Eddie new spirits released
Live on your feet or you'll die on your knees
I made
in it, you're coming with me
Bench warmers, get no playing time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
With 99 miles left, on the Avis rental
Mu Mu
Vibes from the tribes of the Jams
I know where the beat is at,
'cos I know what time it is
Bring home a dime,
Make mine a "99"
New style,
looking at the world it's all going to be mine
They try to test me really they just bless me
I'm striving through life I always keep them guessing
I keep
man don't do like they do, it's a sick world, you just gotta stay true
Stay true and everything'll be cool, you gotta blaze ya own trails and make ya
They get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death
We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same
But what did we gain by givin'
nice
A flow so dope
I done checked out
And I'm out of this world, outta mind
Back on my grind
Far in the sky
That probably why they looking surprised
matter what they say, if they tell me stop, I'ma just go
Got the world in my hands and the game on lock in a choke
You gotta just go, you gotta just know
They say money rule the world they say money make the girl
Go down baby baby go down they say gotta understand
Homie gotta feed the fam didn't know
me, it's the home of '65
We let the world know it ain't a thing to start a riot
It's Payback, I pledge allegiance to the movement
I'm straight outta
stuck in the muck and the mire
Yeah, we're living in a crazy world but be that as it may
We're still gonna need to feed the fire
Oh, but the world
Everything's wrong and I can't seem to solve it
Feed me your lies, I know they are all bullshit
I'm screaming for help baby do you not hear me
I'm all by myself,
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
Gotta change the world with a pen and a pencil
If I can't do it now, then I guess I'm not meant to
Word from the wise, so I gotta keep it simple
If I
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