Lyrics:
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
a savage
Flexing hard as ****, (Why?) Cause I ain't never had ****
I'm a star, like I'm Patrick, always with a bad *****
3 blunts back to back, that's
Atlantis is calling from the stars above
Atlantis is calling S.O.S. for love
Atlantis is calling it's too hot to stop
Here we go, y'all! Everybody in
forever
Heavenly Father we await the hour
Praise through the struggle for God loves you
All of His children, glory in your tribulations, we are saints in
seen it all)
But I never fall (I never fall)
I had to go get it
I went and got the paper and now we gon' ball (now we gon' ball)
Yeah you know we gon
the scene
Jet flyin', stay arriving up in limousines
Best there is, best there was
Best there ever will
Never chase the dollar sign
I'ma grind, thats
this the remix
We back on our bullshit
Been about 2 years, thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me, call me trash like algae
Gotta
this the remix
We back on our bullshit been about 2 years
Thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me
Call me trash like algae
Gotta
a twIst
An upward spIral straw to get you In the mIx
Checks, I, savory
Yea, I've been makIng lIsts
No, I aIn't a saInt
Uhhh, yea... I've sInned a bIt
They can never buy the taste
Got my whole entourage
And I played Vinny Chase
Riky said you a star
Got me here, gave me space
Took a year to hit a bar
Imma let it pass
Like the blunts with the homies
If y'all think I'll ever stop
Then you don't truly know me
Won't let you all control me
I can't be
of their parents' rage
Could only ever end by one father and his apt demise
Which is now the two hours traffic of our stage
Star-crossed lovers both ignore
it's real
Peel the top up like a toupee
Mix the water with the soda
Turn the pot up, make a souffle
All of y'all can get it like group-page on your
it's real
Peel the top up like a toupee
Mix the water with the soda
Turn the pot up, make a souffle
All of y'all can get it like group-page on your
Man, I wanna tell you all something, man
Man I'm not gonna let these material things
Get in my way, y'll
I'm trying to get somewhere
I'm trying
worry 'bout you
Worry about nothin', don't worry what I do
Hatin' motherfuckers, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again
(Never see me
west in my Scott phase getting mentored by Kanye
Then I moved East to the m state now I rep L in the same way
But I don't ever take none Ima stand up til
Know I been had drive
And I aint never bought a car yet
Big shoutout to Mikey
I'm a star but not a star yet
Steady going in I'm bout to ball
Like Kevin
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shootin' stars
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
Can we
Mo-mo flow
Provo, All-star bros all still soaked to the bone
No mojo; clothes: out of the in, G, know 'em
Whoa so original! Guys, they're sayin' we're
(Whoo)
And they wonder why niggas never call on cops! (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 12
All 24
Even those in the court
The nigga in the robe can suck on my whole c*ck
soul
Cash out on all these cars
These foreign (foreign) broads
Gotta nigga living in the stars
I'm on my way to mars
Got keyshia, pam and nicki
soul
I wil never sell my soul
Cash out on all these cars
These foreign (foreign) broads
Gotta nigga living in the stars
I'm on my way to mars
Got
a different North Star)
Everybody's gonna let you down
Trust no one and don't depend on others
Never go all in on just one hand
Stop while you're ahead, get
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