Lyrics:
played video games with
My friends and ate tacos
Still better what's the biggest
Difference between Earl
Sweatshirt in 2009 and Earl Sweatshirt now?
I'm
"can I be in yo' video?"
I'm like "yeah!" Oh really?
Now she naked, strip teasing; me, I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
going away
Yea
Feelings can change but I just be numbing the pain
I dropped a video and ain't promote it my friends said they feeling the same
Yea
But
freestyle flow (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Just a couple of motherfuckers that I know (uh)
I'm strictly representin'
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got
just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face
on the timeline and then I chop it up
Videos on videos up until my pockets stuffed
Filming thru LA, workin overtime to get rich
Built the foundation brick by brick
aye)
Flexin, I'm bout my biz (ooh)
Act like you know the kid (ooh)
They just be blowin' the bid (ooh)
Now they be blowin' my lid (yeah)
Off two percs,
me and my friends
I'm in the 600 Benz, counting 200 grand
You a snitch on the stand, you a bitch and a man
I'm on Miami Beach, cause my house by
It was still dark when Mark arrived
Maybe 6: 45 in the morning time
In the tenth grade, we was tight friends
But neither of us had a driver's license
you're in the wrong biz
Because the Sugar Dick Daddy Mr Lawnge is
Far from diesel but running shit like Eagle Beagle
I swing fast and kick ass like I
Are ready to blitz
This ain't no video
This is just as real as it gets
I made some lifelong friends
Holdin' down the front line
And girl I can't
fresh for the day
With whole lot to do in the crib makin moves thats all i do
I'm all the way turned up by my damn self
Lean on me im just talking to my
the same
Sit back 'cause we're taking a ride
The games in here so we're staying inside
Got a few friends and we're playing tonight
Have a good time and just
Non-disinterest
Invest in discarding them
The wrangler douse the fervent flames
And thus the summons ends, my friends
Like Choronzon was necessary
For ascension
where boys got a little more pride
That's why all your friends dippin' to Atlanta, payin' just to find a tour guide
Abel, run your fuckin' bread, need
close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up
yeah
Won’t stop baby because I
Because I can’t stop
Yeah
Oouuu
I just left the party Babe I’m sorry
All my friends yea they just love to party
Three AM I
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
these videos they shitty, see the way we portrayed
See these sellin out acts just sellin our rap
Believe wannabe macks with powerhouse tracks
Redefined
to his best friend Derrick bare-naked
Jig-a-jig-ji-ji-Janeane just turned sixteen and used a fake ID
To sneak in VIP to see R. Kelly, hee-hee-hee-hee
lifestyle with a chance of rhyming
Tanner and his friends were striking like lightning
After shooting some videos for the cool Irvine
He was wearing L.A.
another victim in a senseless beating death at a traffic stop by police who had no regard for your life.
I cried as I watched the videos of your killing
Where ever you're, you still imma heart
I gave you the chance to be number one
I love you again but not like a friend
Just gimme the chance to show you
need some help
Tryna get in yo biz
Sneaky back stabbers
Looking for a angle
Looking for a angel
Just look in the mirror
Thats the only time that it will
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