Lyrics:
That's a interventions
I breaking cycles
So my family unrestricted
You can put this on a movie.
Cause it's more than scripted.
If these walls could really
to get where I'm getting
I'm a bad boy still
Touch mic and I spin that...wheel
Powers man, them manna got no will
Came for the bag, tell em yutes open
groups, so they can put on they fam
Puff Daddy had you samplin' old records to dance
Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
The radio
everyone's dreams, Freddy
I'm more than ready with a scope so steady and bars so heavy
They'll dwarf a Chevy, hurricane flow man, broke the levies
New bread,
off with valuables
Hot flips now we're bringing more than food to the table
Shot kids fall like dominoes doomed from the cradle
Murder flows through our
like to quote
I ice your throat
After that I'll slice your throat
With the same razor use to slice the dope
Not by me
But I know those types
broken Skull Candies
Music in your ears could really change the way that you see
11 years old bumping more of the same
At 12, lost my songs, I was radio
of the can
More than a trend an addiction not fiction Im mixing the pillies with alcohol too
Been about business I went to the dentist i told em no fluoride
fuckin' with me, T up and break the stereo
Not the radio, the type that they like to label
Ghetto white boy not able to be in the label
Get your ass on,
moment
I knew Justin would be headin'
For platforms bigger than that stage
I knew he would stand tall in this world"
Started out in Nasty Crew
Just
flew sick, you knew this
I'll puzzle you, doofus
Fuck mental
In the stretcher went to a physical (?)
It will take more than stick to rearrange it
the same little homie there's levels
I stuck with the plan I'm ahead of the schedule
Embedded with rebels it's more than just bezels
When I hit the pen got
was pushin' dimes
Searchin for a jail cell
Exposure sealed in overtime
Left me cold lonely by the age I was two
Being punished for the things that would
The Black Swan I stayed away From the gay nights
And Star Bar used to play the Radio till daylight Now I'm Collabing on a track with Jay Like
That's right,
to bottle it
League dreams back in the field uh more than just college kids
In Sabrina dorm writing music singing and rapping it
I was military training you
graffiti
Woah, we still got the crown
It was more than just a memory
Never going down in water tower history
The halls on the walls
In the bathroom
world
Rolling stone gathers no moss
There’s more than the eye can see
But all I’m begging here
Is bring back my old MTV
Written by Saulo Oliveira S.
her man she really is a lost cause
In my phone about a nigga she a ball hog
I got more shots than Iran
Call me Sam cause I can
Leave that bitch in
awful
Fuck your fucking law fool I'm
Floating like the stars do
Every time you see me
I be higher than a damsel
Rap game in shambles with
Fools by
fallout like a boy band
Give that bitch a hand livid she can’t post her man
I watch em go to the gram and post me up like a fan
Got my clout up by hatin how
Oh yes!
Ladies and gentlemen, it is ya boy Ankle-sandwich
Aka Damn this nigga got two Telfer's?
Aka This nigga got eighteen cars?
Geez, he only has
groups, so they can put on they fam
Puff Daddy had you samplin' old records to dance
Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
The radio
on me and left me high and dry
Thought I might need a change more than just getting by
So with everything I owned tied down real tight
I pointed my
Grandma's name was Maybellene
But everybody called her Queenie
She raised 3 boys all by herself
So she smoked just like a chimney
She rolled her own
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