Lyrics:
Where I wouldn't have to wait
I threw my money on the
Bar and shouted "Service, please!"
Two sexy girls got up
And three more went down to their knees!
rich
But compared to then, that'd been a big switch
Drivin big cars, wearin rings and ropes
But man without a plan all he had was hopes
So he sat down
me
We've been together over 2 years, goin' on 3
We married on our 4th anniversary
Bought a house and turned a room into a nursery
For the bouncin'
Chris had a flight
That night to Japan
After one interview they said
He was their man
He'd be rich within the year
So say "konichiwa" to the
Head systems
Three Up, Three Down Still aint fucking around
I thank God for my older brother
He kicked my ass, he really made a nigga tougher
I could kill
Ask Jesus
He'd build my door
It's not uppercase TRUMP or lowercase g
I'd never be TRUMP
He'll never be me
Just g
He offended the Scouts
I was one
We
Ask Jesus
He'd build my door
It's not uppercase TRUMP or lowercase g
I'd never be TRUMP
He'll never be me
Just g
He offended the Scouts
I was one
We
Twist the cap off the bottle, I take a sip and see tomorrow
Gotta make if I have to beg or borrow
Readin' love letters; late night, locked down
love is love
That's the reason I hold it down for y'all
y'all muh'fuckas do the same for Pun
But I'ma keep fuckin' with y'all
Kick it like I been kickin'
(Arthur)
(Yo, on my mama, that shit hard, Dizzy) it used to be
Fifty for flights, now, it's, five stars, Dubai
I been, sittin' in flights
myself there, too; because I've been broken by a world that hates me.
But I'm not alone anymore.
No one could take his life - he laid it down for me.
to school, Steve," he'd say, "I'll school you
Fool"
I'll school you, fool
But Steve did as she said, and piece by piece
His total college credits began
So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before
She said, "damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said,
Knockin' doors down, showin' cars around
I'ma come through and show my wood pine
Knockin', knockin' doors down, showin' cars around
I'ma, I'ma
left me broken down
But it's just another day to you
I have nothing left to give you
And I'm too tired
To even talk about it
While watching the fire
half Cherokee (Woo!)
Roll down on her when I used to have a Cherokee
Now it's Bugattis, haters keep gettin' bodied
Talkin' can't breathe, hoodlums all in
too were ushered in by ol' Doc Brown
When we made our first debaut ah he needed his dimes
And there were times he'd receive a fee
But he would pass it
all black
Left a baby at the door in a blanket all wrapped
Mr and Mrs. Dracul came to open the door
And surely they were surprised by what they saw
understand
If he said that shit in person he'd get knocked out
Everybody wanna talk shit till the lights out
I been fucking up this legal money I don't swipe
three full days
His co-pilot was awfully sick in the passenger seat
The truck broke down twice and his co-pilot was worryingly pale
He was on the best
of the pawn shop, scoping the lot,
Hoping the cops hadn't seen the plates on his car,
He felt like he'd been hustlin' so hard,
Like a demon he pumped a cold
to fit
Things have changed
By then David had a daughter and a son
And a rap sheet to prove all the time that he'd done
He was just a burned out, beat
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief
ordered all the he could get
Every offer Harvey made, the people quickly took
By 9 am he'd sold every last book
Throw the bolt on the door and shut
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