Lyrics:
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
connected with dreams and my visions all day with no Wi-Fi
So now its a redemption, the world is mine
Check your wrist watch, cuz now its my time
9ja
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
lanes and double the weight to keep sane
An the vault right, so expect a song every week
2 albums , 3 E.P's , 4 hundred songs deep
Got genres, go an check
it's too late
(We will survive look into our eyes can you see the flame)
*YOGI B*
I remember the times in the days of way back
*C.LOCO*
Young mack Mr
Born to make it happen with this vision of mine
Engineering my craft it contrived over time
Skillfully finessed had to stay on my grind
Then kick
The younger me would probably think I was soft
But I look back at them days and I know I was lost, uh
Living life without a care in the world
So, how could I
being
So gracious and giving me this award
This evening thank you and I can think back
To the first day I met you
Also you know i think
About, when I’m in
the bottom you can start to see in the dark
I won't drop another single, album, EP if it ain't hard
This that Baby and that Rylo mixed with Tupac from
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Get to work
EP this week
Album next week
Going through phases
My money is good
Known in the hood
Sixteens
in my brain lead
Aaahhh
Had an album release, an EP in the works
Summoned sounds on the beats like a beast in the verse
And I found lots of peeps with
day by day they come my way
Don't wear Canada Goose
Could buy two but I ain't in Mood
Don't wear Canada Goose
I Could buy two but I ain't in Mood
Don't
like lumber
If hun wants to swing ep', she takes my beeper number
The skills go back to the days of flippin' coins
Pasttime readin' books by my man
fucking rep me
All I got is hopes and dreams
-Please don't envy-
Statistical anomaly my flow
mad hefty
Wrote more tracks that anyone I know
fuck an EP
your hoe
I done dropped four albums in 2 years
They still dropping a song
I be dropping and dropping again
No one can fuck with my flow and my pen
No one
never seen a more beautiful day
It's my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she's rearranging
And I'm so glad to be here
I've been up
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
Started as a friend looking back at the times
When I hit send and wait for replies
Crazy how the days start flying by
ones you growing with seem to lose
forgetting Sarah, Marshall" (Palin)
Oh, my bad
And next time I show up to court, I'll be naked and just wear a law suit
Judge be like, "That's sharp, how
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
promoted
Moved out my momma house but still
This music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumpin'
Tunnel Rats and CMR but Lil' Jon was on the
Radio
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