Lyrics:
me get by
Trip to dubai
Esketit, Esketit, Esketit
Waited long time for my shine
Niggas don't rhyme like how I rhyme
Optimus prime
Got a whole lot on my
Two weeks later she call my phone
She got the drop on em
Call my brother phone the same night, it's time to slide on em
Not that boy meat up out his
faces
At times when you rhyme I
Feel like we trade places
Staring out your eyes at my face in amazement
Flying through the sky side by
Side with
to work in the thunder
Producing roots that'll shine in the summer
Lost out
If I gave up, when I fell down, would I be here?
I wonder
Wish I knew when
waitin' for me after my show
So no time for groupies, straight to the top floor, yeah
Fresh out the shower, a smile and a towel
Then after an hour, she
waitin' for me after my show
So no time for groupies, straight to the top floor, yeah
Fresh out the shower, a smile and a towel
Then after an hour, she
Hov?"
Nigga, my passion
I was in New York the first time I heard "Dear Summer" on Hot 97
Top of the W Hotel, 54th and Broadway
Lookin' out my window
out of my way
Ain't got no time to delay
I got some people to save
Nothing will stop me today
Been about God, check the catalog
Breaking through
cocaine
Fifty niggas always riding wit Lil Wayne
My rees string up bo's fall halfway
I'm jumpin' out a tree with a camouflage AK
I spots my target
you up in a new pan
Getting hot in here put on the fan
We’re all coming for you like when you hit one Zombie Pigman
I laid out all the blocks it’s time
straight a couple of Gs, I need more cheese
I'm layin' him down on his face but don't waste time
I gotta roll straight through the shit, sometimes I wonder
And I'm running away, I'm running away
I just can't cope with the pain
You just Don't understand
Running away (away from here)
I'm running away
I just
and you?
Was easy boo!
Up until we missed a few
Which seamstress do
Outta line
Out of rhythm
Out of time
Crossed arms
Now you running out of mine
Oh Lord
wonder who,
Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, "Drake is just a younger you"
And shawty wanna party so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or there'll
is the saying
Life ain't working out for you you're the only one to blame
Let's have us a good time
History in the making
They ain't put me on
I
with a clothesline
I'ma have to catch a nigga slipping in my own time
I just took da flame on a private ass plane
Out to Massachusetts catch this
called 'em queens
Chasing that money, and chasing dreams
Serving out people, ‘cause they was fiends
On the North side of Philly
Where niggas'll serve they
that Damon Wayne's
Bringing the static causing major Payne
Y'all let the beast off the chain
I see them counting me out better give me my respect
They
committed to me like Ciara
Future's tailored spiffy after swiftly getting Taylored
Wayne had the best come back of all time
Who deserves the credit, yo it's
backing down
Ain't no time for boxing lil nigga cuz I'm Pacquiao
You can say I'm benching with this pistol cuz I'm maxing out
Wave that bitch like halo get
(alright) (music cuts out)
Well I’m, out the gate, my time to wait, and I, don’t mind just a little hate,so I bug out like I’m running late, and I’m never
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
on the sweet stuff
Another mountain this way, by the riverfront
Running up my checks bitch, running the connects bitch
Running up my checks bitch, running
no
I say I'm sure you don't know
My time leave me alone
Green lines I stop and go
Out of time is out of trust
And out the house I'm out enough
Out
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