Lyrics:
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
at it on the low
Never did it like this here before
But I'm still here and I just hope I'll make a difference, make a killin'
Lord willin'
Make
by somehow
And I don't worry cause it makes no difference now
It was just a year ago I first met you
I learned to love you and I thought you loved
I got ambition they calling me crazy
Why are you hating?
Life did a 180 Now I can't get lazy
Catch me living different
Aye
Tryna make a difference
Welcome to my world, visions like my mind
On a thin wire, struggle but I'm here
Still high like it's no fear, tip toe
Like a ballerina, you can't see
Oh, I'll tell it to you now
Oh, I'll tell it from the top of my heart
And what difference does it make
If the world is a mess
If the world is a mess
Oh, I'll tell it to you now
Oh, I'll tell it from the top of my heart
And what difference does it make
If the world is a mess
If the world is a mess
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
Ye i been thinking
Thinking of which way to make a differences
Ye i been sipping
Mixing up that portion i hope it kills me
Yea
Geez
Switched
Your fucking granny buzzing
She sent me a text saying that she's late
Fuck it man it's time to
Make my great escape
No boo, no boo, no boo, no boo, no
Money appeared now they magically foe
Honestly really can't pay it no mind
Because spending that time means I'd rather be broke
I'm out here living my
I went on my own to
Jamaica, to Bob Marley's old studio
And sang of a lovely, doomed young friend:
"Fatima Fatima, I'm in America
I make rhymes and I
to blow the dust off
Now what's what?
The flow's too skippy, no hopscotch
You know I hot-step
Through hell and burn my own socks off
Make it bang
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
Smoking on an instagram pic, No filter
I be going brick by brick
Listening to B.O.B, No builder
Getting waved in one of the ways
To make that magic
Well yes siree now Bob them there's the breaks
That s how it is my friend don't make no mistake
Man has to watch the weather and the food that he
change can make a big difference
But change it starts with yourself
God said if you help yourself then i will help
So if you look deep down inside
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
brain and then you ascend
Manifesting through the pen
I paint a picture vivid as Picasso
My violet vibrato
Now y'all go let bob know
This no genre shit
I
Didn't lose my soul I gave it up by choice
Now you all can hear the devil in my voice
So seductive i make j cole's girl moist
Now getting girls at my shows
What's the difference?
Flashing white lights blind
Snap a finger make them disappear
It was written we would love and obey
Like a well worn
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
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