Lyrics:
I'm from
It's been too long, way too long
I've got my two best buds, air that I can breathe
Lambert's Cafe, fresh rolls flying free
Manhattan's hard
once then I let her go
That's the way I roll, give me props y'all
Give me props y'all
Adam and Eve
Don't fall too far from the apple tree, ay
Adam
to see me win, because they don't want to see me painting pictures
About the life I live, because it's too much for them to envision
I'm too precise with
call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've
That Vladimir Dukelsky (15) said, "Gee!"
My fingering a certain string
Was such a big thing
That Fanny's cousin Annie's
Taking lessons from me
I'm quite
and keep it from The Yo Bros
Adam it's not worth it, you're not thinking straight
I just want the riches, Marshall, I can't wait
The volcano ain't waiting,
a billionaire and I could
Have lost $200 million
Walking away from that deal
But even with that
I knew it was more important for
Me to take the chance
Of walking
The serpent knows the apple grows from a forbidden seed
Oh, you want what you can't have
But you've got all the things you need"
There was Adam, there was
is guaranteed
OKAYY, you know I really want you in the worst way
You got that cake and it's not even your birthday
Whataya say? You and me slide away
got big rockets ready to blast off
How can I hide from the genocide?
Jah provide alternate routes to get me out
And escape, Babylon fake, no doubt
Sandler and his mother)
Adam: Alright, how ya doing? Alright, this is, uh, okay. This is, uh, this is me, giving a troll doll to, to my mother, okay Here
Stop forwarding that crap to me
Like glittery hearts and unicorns and pictures of somebody's cat
Now tell me in what alternate reality
Would I care
like vomiting smoke
From the embers of doubt
Before I alternate
Even if I try
I face my self-reflection
Before I find my way
In rules to abide by
I face
Trying to ball and they call me a bad sport
It's not my fault that it's gon' be a violation
If you step foot in my back court
If you want to run your
Eve what did we just do
We shouldn't have eaten from that tree of good and evil
Now we in estates of misery by what we going through
Baby, I'm so
Like, what do you want?"
He was like "Do you sing? Do you rap? Do you do anything?"
And he was like, "Well I wanna bring you to LA"
So me, I was like,
from all communication, our closure was next to none
That was just me being dumb
Deep down I wasn't either
But I'm so damn stubborn, my stupid pride had
and getting paid
I let the music take the lead
I follow my heart, took me to Celine
If you ain't talking bag I'll tootsie slide and leave
I want cash in every
Step over bodies, reload the shottie
There's no more parties tsunami, tell me
"The hottest poppin' in all the genres"
Adam hated in conversations
and a fake reality
To those I call my fans I stan the chivalry
Don't pretend like you know me
You only hear what I want you to hear
The real Adam Blad died
I've been leaning with a demeanor of a cholo
Elbows out, rebounds I'm ripping em
Bad boy, Bill Lambert, refs giving me technicals, technically I'm
can't confine me, yeah, your days are numbered
What, thought you could stop me from obtaining my plunder?
Ah, ha, ha
You absolute muckraker, 'tis
fall flat
Gone into an alternate awkward dimension
Back, into an atom or Adam to be split from a cell
Till he sinned and he fell just to start up again
all trapped
I just want what I can’t describe yeah
Live a life away from all the lies that
Keep me away from the right track
Now I'm tryna fight back
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