Lyrics:
and trees
10 keys with my 80's
Hoover hats like the star of David
Pull on shots unless kidney faded
Rent a pony, might go with Emmett
Move out the set but
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits
a dope sample, chop it up or loop it
But still can't freak it like Joe, some cats proved it
[Hook] 2x
I'm taggin rappers out, 'cause they're way off base
on the fat
[Chorus 2X: Tek (Starang Wondah)]
Hey ma, I'm hollerin', trynna see if you swallowin'
Hey ma, trynna pick out which ride you hoppin' in
I know
Cops harassin' Flexar med brickor men sällan fattar
Tror för att man bryter att man också bryter lagen
Spring svartskalla svartskalle spring x2
We know
them some of them gone
And then some of them got me scholar
Go
Losing my balance still 10 toes
So much built up it can blow any mo
If they ever wanted
On a scale from one to ten
How broken are you feeling?
If I'm not quite mistaken
You didn't mention eleven
As an option as a therapist
Aren't you
Oi, Oi
Be like me? That's unlikely
In the 8 is where you will find me
I spoke to your girl and she rates me highly
she's got two sides like Hannah
a pray fa now!
Give thanks we making route!
Amazing!
Sky is clearing out!(2x)
Walk by faith and fight alone!
Me a badslave caa take my soul!
Hard to di
Life
Real Life uhhhhh x 2
Niggas can do what we do or what we be on
Hope they don't free R Kelly too many peons
I really learned the dope game from my
three on your head like Chance The Rapper,
He was gangster till I press him, now that boy a pastor,
This fame come with it but them rackys what I'm
problem hell yea
Chorus2X Young nigga got the game on lock trained ya brain just to bang yo block say what ya want but the pain won’t stop changed
kinbombay Bombay
50/50 miololee
As far you depo you go press
Cashy Issa must
I no go fit Dey depressed
Step by step I no rush
You go see me for your Tv
Im on the farm with tractors of reefer
I go to Humboldt cause I get it cheaper
Fly out to New York with 10 bags of Diesel
And I still brought the A-R
and callin'
Like it's my only spot
I've been taught by Ra like bane
I'm boutta slaughter
And any rapper that want it
Watch their bars splatter
In my town it's
by the press (ahh!)
Sometimes I feel weak, sometimes I feel depressed (ahh!)
You can check it out for the score I got from the test
Planned my future
Nou si kob
Nou si kob
Pa si tret
Sa byen feb
Fè yo we
Fe yo ten
Ke san yo
Travay la fet prop
Pa palé two fo pass man sa few ped fwa
Ou sav très
4)
Standing up on my own two feet, tip toeing all by myself, knowing that I'm still into to deep but I still don't need your help, so please, just behave, so
Yea!
Yea , Yea! (2x)
Unh , I mean I really don't have nothing else to say.
I put my phone on airplane mode before my bitch fuck up my day.
I got
from my bed,
A bed where I never deep rest, a bed where I'm always depressed.
A bed with the human old press,
A bed for a tomb where I slept,
A bed in
me by accident,
Play lotto, nine out of ten times you gonna win nigga.)
[Chorus: x2]
To play the game, sure to win
?
I sacrificed, I rolled
with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't afford me
Yo, G-Lux and Trey two spins
this small-town world, I've found my place.
Life's a rollercoaster, ups and downs we know,
Gonna take in stride and
Put on a show.
(Chorus) 2x
My life
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