Lyrics:
lost the onions, no makin' up
No blunts but y'all fake as fuck
It's gym time and I'm shapin' up
I've been foulin', when Blake get up
You gon' waste
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
upright
At all this was the middle
Of New York Fashion Week
And if you followed
Her Instagram, every few hours it was a
New event with a new dress
New hair,
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
told you all
about, remember? By the way, it was Nassau Bahamas and not Jersey where the Traveller's rest was, see!
So, there we were, standing
a soldier boy at Ricky,
Just casino, no spades or pity pay
It's going down in the hood nigger, plenty action
I'm doing the dishes, you doin some thrashin
you name it (whudd?!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She rollin' wit moa (moa!)
Talk to 'em like it (yuh!)
Khaled's the boss
Like Ricky's the Ross
're pretty upfront about
Dealing with addiction
Issues on Doris was it
Something you were struggling with before
You left for Samoa?
Yeah, it was before I
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
(twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
Dade County, you name it (what up!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She
with me
You already know what's up with me
You brought all your homies with you because
You didn't do it without your company
Scarface fuck you gon do
the limit
Hold up now give me a minute
Flow the same I stay persistent
Media you know they spin it
Roll it up the windows tinted
You know we must fix
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
I did, I know it'd triple all my sales
And that's the fucked up part about this life
Don't nobody wanna see you do good
'til you goin' through hell
the music
We made is once again
Brought to the forefront let all the
Analysis fall away like yellow
Aged newsprint crank this record up
And realize the bliss,
That only motivate you
And bring you up higher to what you
Need to be what you need to become great
All these people that say that they're
Your friends
it from the jump, Derrick Rose knee (oh)
You can say I'm pretty smart how I know better
And y'all been winning like Pistorius, it's no feat
Bro, I can
that you'll be defended
I will transcend and you'll be offended
Spend all our time on being amended
There is nothing that I won't contend with
I'm
I'll take all the blame, if you just keep my last name
We can make it through this, I promise
I promise I'm gonna change, if you just
Wait
Fuck it up
of my niggas do time
You know I won't drop a dime
It's me and zay in the stu
Cooking this shit up like stew
Fucking these hoes by the two
Don't make me
a code we call shush
Fireman ladder flow, look at it, my bar is up
As you can see I'm a beast on the track
I'm even worse, I'm the hearse with the reef
though I fail
I've tried to write this album
And it may come to no avail
I hope I can tell you all I'm sorry
Everyone I've hurt and left behind
Everyone
feeding me grapes by the sea
It's been four years and some months, I might light up some runts and fuck her til she bleed
I'm on some ecstasy, I'm trying
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