Lyrics:
could've give my heart, but she just don't wanna play by the rules
I guess it was nonsense
Shawty, why you playin' my conscience
I guess you thought it was
Brand new house
Aint Nobody here just me
I got two kids
I got two mouths to feed so
Give me the bag today
Show me the racks in the safe
Give me
honored that you hold me in such high regard
Something between us when I write my rhymes
I think that how you break them down and understand the feel behind
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
Yeah
Yeah
I bought me a Lambo, made it a Urus, give me my flowers call me a flourist
I might spin through like I'm a tourist, my house big, I
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
into a whole movie production
And I'm just waiting on my Oscar
I'm just a black man trying to make his family proud
So I'm something like Oscar with
collect
Ion really care less yous got my back
If you really do might give you five Racks
They say spotty how you do it like That
They say spotty how you do
used to be you made a brand new me.
You found the love I lost somewhere deep inside my soul
In prison by the darkness left to die out in the cold
an Oscar cause I don't know how to act
Saw my first million dollars and I ain't know how to act
Then the second million came, then more came after that
anagaga
Life anagaga
Onyemuru na turn by turn
Life anagaga
Life anagaga
Anagaga
Onyemuru na turn by turn
Life anagaga
It's a brand new life that am living
Unless you join in the spirit of the night
The wine ain't rare, the folks ain't square
You'll be glowing like a neon light
Give my regards to Mr henry-Lee
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
ain't no cat and mouse
Mcqueen on the track gotta skrt
Bitch I ain't say shit
Walkin' out the crib wit the brand new fit
Stick on my hip ain't got no 'mit
Look, look
Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
Say what I wanna say and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (ahh)
Tuck my fifth, don't
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name
A rose by any other still beautifies the room
So don't get consumed when a brother's known
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
achievements
What I look like spending money on yall brand when I’m trying to build my own
We aint kids no more n***** grown which means I pay my own bills by
cruisin’ by
Truest type, see me always cruisin’ with the hype
I do it smoothly when I use my mind "Ooo yeah"
My mind always come around at the right time
help myself liftin' cats off they feet
Can't give a fuck nigga I just lost my moms
Why I need to feel something steel in both my arms
I went from
believe the half
It’s all good though
Ima lay it out right here
Cmon
Gripping on some tides of faith I get silky
You can never give up on me that’s gone
And tried to switch
Nah sides been picked
Now watch what I do
With the grass
On my side of the fence
I walk by faith
Yea I seen God move
Made ways on cue
Let
Brand new kicks
Clean white laces
Lift my hands high
Give you da praises
Got a 1st class ticket to a land called phenomenal
Left mediocre
Average
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