Lyrics:
of the lines
Just hoping to find a way I can cope
With this life for the time I've spent knowing
The lies in design that spin gold
From lives victimized by
a woman is, the same time
They can barely outline the definition of what a woman is
I know women working themselves to the grave
That'll smack a b-h using
measures how strong
And independent a woman is, the same time
They can barely outline the definition of what a woman is
I know women working themselves
fuck it, you live it to the fullest
The world's your oyster, fuck's sake, stop it, you's a poser
Life is what you make it
Ain't no time for wastin' time
never had a soul to begin
With I just wanna do my ting no simping
I'm choosy one time I lowered
My standards what the fuck was I thinking
T too loco I
the phantom was rented
This ain't a phantom this shit is a ghost
You cannot say I ain't doin' the most
Ima go link up with my bro
Then Ima swing by and pick up
path is mine
It’s by design and heights I’ve climbed that I’ve been given sight
Living for what I love the only way I’m living life
Love live life
you down (and you still ain't hit my line back) (love)
(Like Chris, what's up?)
You changed my whole outlook, good looking out
These hoes left
the time in
So you niggas should know what time it is
Shift change
Shift colors
Switching lanes
Burning rubber
Burning bridges
You niggas ain't safe
You
dollars worth of bills
Bank account way on the red, fuckin' with the highest overhead
Jackin' off my money yo' ass is out boy and I promise you that
I'm
what I can sorting out yeah
She is balling out, bro
You do not be in my shoe, Bro
This street cat
Ah, man!
Ah they are jarring fam
I don't know if I want
Fat back beat with my skinny jeans on (Whoo!)
Can't **** wit you on my past time
My whole line of work is my past time
You be sleeping on the dream I'm
Adding up what ya brought in from last night
She mad tight with mad bite is that right
Bad lil bitches on my tizeam tizeam
Nigga that's the american
What
It's a different type of drip
Like why is this bitch calling my line
Like bitch, I don't got the time
Like 2 in the morning, I'm still
what they gon' do to me?
Give me my sentence
Or hit me with venom
I don't have opinions
All I got is patience
And a couple pennies
I ain't
at a time
The doctor said I need more exercise
I said, "What kind of exercise?"
She said, "It doesn't matter, any kind"
I figure I'd have to get some
dead
On the spot
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the next
If ya
us but the true fact is
They can love they can hate us but the true fact is
I'm so proud just to live in my blackness
I'm so proud just to live in my
Many are called few are chosen
One by one they fall
Many are called, few are chosen
One by one they fall
Adore! This is what you came here for
time my words, cheesiness in my bones
Or awkward, just too complicated or animated of a mind
Show it in the rhymes
or straightforward lines
Occasional
to put you on, you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These niggas hoes, I know that they is
I get some hoes to show where you live
I know you ain't
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
"Parents" 24 lines, 734 characters.
I remember one year
My mom took me
all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
"parents" 24 lines, 734 characters.
I remember one year
My mom took me
up some mils, now I'm not comin' off the bench
I been patiently waitin' on my turn, just tell when is it?
I can spin 'em like Big Worm or Vick, I
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