Lyrics:
the words
No location for the comfort digging holes
Sending souls on vacation by the hundred
Lord knows
A Black man's Heaven is a White man's
A Black man's
ask anybody
They'll tell you that it's true
There's no one else on earth
Can do the things that I can do for you
For you, for you (for you)
For
you
For real!
What's with all these niggas and they feelings, man?
All of this and I'm still the man
Thought of this when I was just a fan
But
youngins' in this bitch)
Young man, young man, I don't want to hear that no mo'
Bitch I done grew up blew up, more like og for sure
They call me a savage
a man
i told them before dont ramp with the gang
its mad that you think you can talk bout my darg like man wont bang for the fam
man ill liff up jaw start
and praises fair;
Less safe by far is the wisdom found, That is hid in another's heart.
Happy the man who has while he lives, Wisdom and praise as well,
For
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
saw him
His chest got bored out
I dipped like four of them neeks
I ain't got no patience, play for the pagans
Man get smoked like trees (Like trees)
I
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
chefed in the night Ting
No Bruce Wayne but mans get Robin
Mans down bad
Mandem starvin
Mans get roast no oven
Mans not Una but I got mandem that come
say (uh)
I admit I can't spell for shit
I admit that all I hear is hits (oh)
I admit that I couldn't read the teleprompter
When the Grammy's asked
Staring at the straw man you wrong man
This here is a straw man on god man
Burning down the straw man with arson
You will be so wrong man by burning
dilute, even if I threw garbage on the ground
I couldn't pollute, man, I'm too rich for that, bitch
So what's your name?
I'm Ynot, I own a mansion
catching up
So boy better back down 'cause
I ain't backing up
I know 'nuff of them fear me
And I can't see one of them that's near me
I'm a fully grown man
the payoff
Fame for my brain so I slave on
Starry eyes transform into a blank stare
Once I realize
Epiphany
Of mothafuckin negativity
No chance that I'll get
ask anybody
They'll tell you that it's true
There's no one else on earth
Can do the things that I can do for you
For you, for you (for you)
For
marijuana by the zippy
Chicken Fetuccine Alfredo
Teenagers of promethazine
Codeine, that’s 16 and lean
Keep that on the low, I’m talking too much
I had two
the Sallow Man's Key
Sallow Man's Key
This is the Sallow Man's Key
Sallow Man's Key ah
Sallow Man's Key ah yeah
I been grinding for so long
I gotta get
Everyday man smoke tree
Mumzy didn't like that
Peng gyal pouring my drink
She probably wanna spike man
Manaman see us on the street
I'm like
faith man
Make sure that it's not one of frauds
Eternal life
That's what God's people aim for
Christ died for us, that's what we praise for
His Father's
buss that stick, not one of dem times
Nah you ain’t even one of dem guys, tryna make it for Mum like a hundred times
Tun’ up ya bludclart speaker, man
Bigger man zoots are what the mandem toke
Private call when them enter that's joke
From bits where most of the man have been poke
More time when
See this life done broke and made me whole
Man that's all I know
Them nights I was all alone
Perfecting my flow
Them man are brass back
I'm on some
like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm
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