Lyrics:
too late
No decisions made, will it be a communist state?
Hitler's gone, dead from suicide
Now Japan's alone on the losing side
FDR's dead, now
shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not begging niggas
You can't stop my uniqueness
Complication altitudes built in compartments
Digital gizmo made by Continental Lincoln keepin you thinkin
the Fanta, orange like Goku
I got my bag up, remember I told you
You do not want me
You know I can't hold you
Gotta' friend from Japan his name Shikoku
Hop
back
Back off, you I can't stand
Back, back, back, back
Off the ground, fly Peter Pan
Made in Tokyo, Budha charm made in Japan
I feel like, spazzin',
Made in Japan.
Slippery when wet.
Save this wrapper to dispose of gum.
All sales final, my pet.
Do not write in this space.
Do not cross double
It started off wack
But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
myself, been runnin' not looking for help
All alone, I can do this by myself
She in college left her books on the shelf
By myself I can do it I know I can
Didn't want me back then, why the hell they want me now
Since I made it to the ends, everybody wanna shout
I've been hated by city, put my back
won't have that chance, yeah
My wrist was made up in China
And my new bitch, she came from France, yeah
Just me and my nigga Sergy, huh
Choppa's gon make
the bitch
Can't describe her, no adjectives
Beat up the pussy, no pacifist
Sipping on liqs not activis
Pour in my heart by accident
Cuz liquor and feelings
be the biggest
Leap that you ever hop
It seems niggas are fly and
The junkies are high
And in my line of work that goes side by side
But when
understand
Failure ain’t never been part of the plan yeah
Shout out my plug in Japan
Promise to God, man he cool as a fan
Gotta stay fly, I’m not ready to land
Malaysia is not a square
But there must be one somewhere
Not in Oman or the UAE
And Yemen's more a rectangle yes, I can see
Russia's nothing like a square
of god vans
I'm not like no other now I'm a lil flexer, cause I fell in love with the flexing
Shawty want me to slide through ima bust her down like
on occasion (I got that drip)
Body like an goddess but the skin tone of an Asian (oooh)
I used to be flippin' burgers, signing checks, it's not in cursive
I
And so I'm a dreamer
And so I'm a dreamer
Now all I do is ball
Now all I do is ball
Now all I do is ball
'Cause I ain't end up in that ah-ah-aisle
Legs sprain in a ditch
I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have
doing me, better choose a new fate
Taking your girl on a date, tell her not to be late
Dissing on the king have them checkmate by the night
Giving them
Drive support system, I could never be shady
Me cheat the game, fuck I look like, Brady?
Staples in LA, Japan, Sapporo Dome, Camp Nou in Barcelona,
Japan
I'mma cash it out
Now I'm thumbin'
Bringin' all the yen
Knockin at the door
They said it sounded like I'm breakin' in
Better have some money by
edible hai I made it in my oven
Shit is miraculous meticulous bitch Im rollin
Don t be ridiculous you are the killah you be ballin
Get over your dreams
win
I spend Japan Yen, attend major events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin'
J-A-Y hyphen, controllin', manipulatin'
I got
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