Lyrics:
the beats, and the rhymes I been through
Time's up, sorry I left you
Thinking of this, I keep repeating them hits
Like that Aaliyah, Timberlake, or Missy
in my past
This is what they did to me in history it's sad
How they've frozen me in time now they caught up with the
Older me
Now that I'm the older
You know
Usually I don't get down on myself like this
This time, no
She hit me different
(Purchase your tracks today)
I thought we was on good terms
run to your radio
Turn this shit off
Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help
So when my mom would beat my ass
She would always hit me with Gucci
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
write my story (help me write my story)
This is tales by moonlight.
Gather around under the mango tree.
Tales by moonlight
Like our forefather's dey
there's three things I learned to put before my self and career
God, family and my fans
I wish that I could hold your hand
And be like Moses, part the Red
'lone, me on my own though
Look, I cut that bitch off like an edit
My daddy a G, it's genetics (Straight up)
I heard ya new shit, it's pathetic
Ya
Don't be preoccupied by affaires of monetary
All the time your attitude is importante
This one is not green it is blue
Thanks for playing you got some
this was over before it got to start
Keep yours ill keep my heart
Couse:
And it is, what it is
Its whatever
We obviously aint sposed to be,
together
ryt here for the block nigga
This ryt here for the block nigga
You know what time it is
Its a wrap
Straight outta trenhes
Shout out to my nigga Diddy
My
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
Trip, Red House Painters, Sonic Youth, This Mortal Coil,
Kurt Cobain had died. I had my driver's license and a girlfriend and we'd cling to each other
Lighter square freestyle the tale I'ma tell later
Hike to the thin red line that's Sheridan
By the time my name dries waitin' for the train here it is
to thicken my skin
Hold tight take refuge within
It's different this time looking up at this sky
Three minutes more might just save me this time
With
a sign
Na me ma try try try try try
Ɛnkosi dabɛn
I've been waiting
For my blessings
Could you show me a sign
If this is my destiny
Show me a sign baba
If
matter that this waste of time
Is what makes a life for you? hmmmmm?
I must plummet boldly
Forward
To my ultra-avant
Laminated,
Simulated
Replica-mahogany
there's three things I learned to put before my self and career
God, family and my fans
I wish that I could hold your hand
And be like Moses, part the Red
change
However, I was affected by appeal's constant rejection
Now my abandonment issues has got me feeling resentment
Resentful for all the times I was
love my skin, The colour tell him Iʼm the sweetest
So i let him taste , so I know he never leaving
[Teecy Verse 3]
Yeah
The sweeter the juice the darker
to take your place
'Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can
Michelangelo's soul controls your hand
Then serenades of blue and red
Another day at work, I'm just grinding on my gears
On some TGIF, the weekend's finally here
It means Follow Friday, the choice is kinda hard
Let's
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