Lyrics:
of being a good music producer
I know you wanna be a fam fame introducer
I know you want your girlfriend to be your seducer
I'm just proud you never wanted
off when I rap
I don't care if all these people really wanna cap
Everytime I go off yeah you know I'm finna slap
Put it on no cap
I aint take no gap
my truth
Im busy changing up manhattan sipping jamo with vermouth
Kang aint conquer half of what Im her today to do
You aint no mvp, or no big league
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Yeah!
Mothafuckers out here shining
Hm! Know what I'm sayin?
I'ma be a Ryda, you can ride with me
I'ma ride for you, you
even bro's still so you can just
Poke me back, my flow's like magic
You know the fact that I'm no fanatic
My bonus tracks are more dope than half of your
Sɛ wo nim dada
King Promise ni Chance the Rapper
You'll know when ya get there
You'll know it on a new track
You'll go when we get there
something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
(get it)
I don't kiss and tell, but I'm gon' kiss and tell
You everything that's on my heart, so you can know me well, hello
Hello, good morning
gotta shake you to the ground
But just give me, huh, what I know is mine
People do you hear me, just gimme the sign
It ain't much I'm asking, if you want
the escape key
And then she get mad and wanna go and erase me
And I remember Amy, she used to AIM me
She stayed up late, and used to blame me
She said I'm
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
ain't no need for talkin'
Keep your opinions, when I'm finished, you gon' need a coffin
Out in my city, cameras flashing like The Beatles walkin'
They never asking if you're good
Never asking if you're good
Well by the way I'm doing good
By the way I'm doing good
By the way by the way
By the way by
can be? Maybe RIP (Gone)
Damn, this means I'm toast, no suicide note
Nope
You and I both know to do that's not O
No way
(There's no way I'd ever do
now? So he's standing there, an hour and a half goes by! I'm... no, it wasn't quite an hour now, I
lie, I kid you not though, it was about one hour
'Chevro way' the wind blow, that's the corner we been Joe
Don't know where you been bro, but it's no quiz to me, you win though
When it's ten fo', good
the kicks from the soul, you already know
Fuck these youngins talking outta they ass with no class, I'm here to school 'em
This that real shit, I'm never
alive, I am what I am and I'm
Damn good to be a no good, hooded by
The wiggle in the middle, simple to party thumps
They call me the wickedest man
what you think about her
Who you know with a flow so loco
On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though
I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really
he says
He's been trapped in a structure
That makes no effort to appreciate
His sacrifices, his worth, or his
Ambition "When you're telling me I'm
Not
something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Pre-gaming with all my n*****, Ima get it in regardless
No subs needed, you're looking at all the starters
If your team go hard, you should know that we go
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