Lyrics:
up to be heavy weight
Since 495 rep every day
I pour out mine for fam and them
We meet again in heaven gates
Whole lot of shit to understand
Had a lot
the city screamed for
We havin' fun on this side
Whole lot of love on this side
Know you wanna come on this side
Know you wanna hop on this ride
We
to ball
Fantasized on all I saw
Manifested what I call
It ain't no changing love my flaws
Nigga I rep the raw
Real shit gone deck the halls
Ain't no
The cash the money the checks its getting flooded
The fame the power two things that I needed
Tom ford suit handle business got it fitted
They whole
Whole lot of smoke in that 'Rari, that thing potent
Burning rubber, wearing cameras, they was undercovers
Under pressure, made statements, turned
how you're designed great
And maybe remove the mind free
Like it's overhead creams at the train yard
That Tom Cruise used in the War of the World's
Getting chased by Tom's they done been the mouse
Ears not open to what the drama bout
I need the cash in and hardly taken out, so wassup?
wasted
Say lord please, send us a helping hand
(Love, love, love) lord, there's got to be some changes
(Love, love, love) gonna be a whole lot
wasted
Say lord please, send us a helping hand
(Love, love, love) lord, there's got to be some changes
(Love, love, love) gonna be a whole lot
hard? Ooh please!
You rappers do trap like Tom in a industry full of jerry mouse so that rats gets away with the cheese
New makervelly ? Naah really
I spent alot of time flockin' these houses all for the funds
Came in this game and fell in love wit drugs
I got some niggas that be knockin' at shit
real good at night
The queens in the front and the Doms in the back
Ain't takin' no flicks but the whole clique snapped
There's a whole lot of people
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek, uh)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers),
confuse a lot of love
You running through a lot of smuts
I got the word or two
You been serving dog food
All through my yard dude
And halls too
Sheesh
I said I got a lot on my mind
I got a lot on my mind it got me going crazy
Got a lot on my mind
I got a lot on my mind yea
Got a lot on my mind
Think
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
and loves her reflection
She's totally primetime, the people they love her
Now raise your glass cause there is no one above her.
Descending the stairwell
(daryl hall/john oates)
We don't need a whole lot of money
We don't need a cadillac car
What we need is a mountain in montana
A thousand acre world
texting AR
Tryna find out a whole lot of information
But every time you rap I
Hear the crowd whispering
Like I ain't tryna hear this shit again
I'm tryna
and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but
footsteps in the hall
And little arms that reach out for me in the night
And when she says I love you so my mommy
I know this one little reason's my whole
not Tom Ford
This Off-White on my feet, I'm rockin' shit they cannot afford
Shootin' guns when it was nice, you know we had us a lot of swords
I
believed it.
Ev'rybody who was anybody they doubted it.
Nobody had faith.
Nobody but Washington, Tom Paine, Benjamin Franklin,
Chaim Solomon, Crispus
the match up the cipher's in flames
got nothing to lose
but a whole lot to gain so I remain the main master of ceremonial like
Puerto Rico remains prisoner by
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