Lyrics:
on struggling for my success like Bob lashley
You dont need to be mad at me
I'm only fighting for my future kids
Never give up like john cena pls
Always been up
Aw, man, yeah
You ever be in the club, man
You get in a fight
People that you don't even know jump in?
You feel like you wanna hit somethin',
know my root
So I can’t stop working, the truth
The hustle no easy, I no refuse
But I can’t use that as an excuse
Baba God by me, strong like rock
you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet with the ratchet
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound,
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
they laugh like I told a joke
And to this day they think I'm sellin' coke
I want to be free, ohh yeah
(And that's the truth)
I want to be free, ohh
make it there, Imma give a crib to my mom
I'm so real, I'm a Don
Six rings like I'm Tom
Hit the Spliff like I'm Bob
Made of Iron like Robert Downey Jr
head to toe like I was Bob
Bob the builder baby
I be dirty dancin wit these hoes like I'm Pat Swayze
But I could lob a bitch off to the gang call me Tom
of hate so we can make an agreement
I guess my patients wasn’t blatant cuz our faith was deleted
Treat every human around you how you would like to be
No, I need to do this by myself
I told you twice already exactly how I felt
I'm the best rapper ever, I don't wanna be great
If they're the best,
what families do
And me and my bros
We just wanna be winners too
Fuck the winter
Man we bout to move to LA soon
But I need a loft downtown in
'm running out the entrance
Niggas don't even understand me
Get snuff like Travis on the Grammies
Ima Get lost in this bitch like a plan b
Man I feel like
won't be embarrassed
I find it crazy how quick this bitch
Can drop to her knees she wanna get married
Pop dick in her mouth like a cherry
Mariah this
flip those
I'm the boy, case closed like a flip phone
I just wanna skrt off, in a Lambo
All by myself, like Commando
Boy i go hard, like Rambo
You know i
the street life
I want a better future
Don't wanna get killed by mistake
When elephants fight
The ground suffers
I watch cartoons everyday
Keeping away from
'm trying not to laugh, as polite as I can be,
Like,
Can I be of service public servant, I mean officer of law
By my demeanor, you should see that I
of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like it's Maury
Fuck that, you niggas better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so
hugh hef you a jerk go reject
My nigga shoot like heat check some
People die for respect i should be
Sponsor by nike when i do it its a check
Going
No I'm not italian but I'm something like a mobster
Bottom feeding Nigga not a shrimp he be a lobster
Head bob and Weavin off the weed like Rasta
nobody wanna pay me
Bitch I want my quarter back like I'm Tom Brady
Once I write my name all the other ones fading
I'll I do is work while these
gave her all the things she was out for
And you can find me on what she vouch for
I like to Tom Cruise, I don't Tom Ford
Catch 'em by the twos when I
this muthafucka into a bakery(x2)
"By any means" like X said/
Make my X-it
Wanna die like Hef/
Six heifers on my deathbed
So when it's beef, you get
crystal clear
I'm the Top GG, a king, I'm a young pioneer
Waiting for the fall off like a tear
Feeling like tom way before buccaneer
Think it's time
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