Lyrics:
since the day I was born
And I'll be a star til the day that I'm gone
Ha ha ha ha ha
You can agree with uh-huh or disagree with uh-uh
Whatever, niggas
all on top, ain't no stoppin it
I'm headstrong, at peace with myself like Islam
You stupid, a hundred niggaz form around me
Like forcefield pull
inner g
Admit when I'm weak but that don't mean I'm defeat
The C in crip really stand for the community
Just cause we grown still take a village you
Your bitch in love with CG
I caught her cleanin' my Draco, she a pain freak
Shake when I go deep, wantin' that nigga ho, I'm with that, I can't tell
Look, I bet them boys think I'm panicking
Itching to see how I handle it
When snakes start rattling, calm
I can show you about harm
Put blades in
beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again
Just want to see you again
I want to be with you again
I just need to love you again
Just wanna
on your side
I'll be always in your corner you should know that in a lie, I
Never go back on my word I'm a real man
Still love you and I'll be there if I
'cause damn it I'm still the
Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(No lie) I might be
The best to ever do it, the best
YOUNG CHARLOTTE
(words: traditional/Lissa S, music: traditional/Lissa S.)
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939
In
Riding dirty driving over 60
In a 35 I think I'm tipsy
I wonder if I die will you miss me?
But baby if you ride, you'll be with me
I don't wanna cause you
name be on
When you creepin' on the real with my word is bond
See catch me out in the night pouring style and form
And that venomous shit is
got no time for you to try on no Manolo Blahniks
All I got time to do is go back in time and pose with the Unabomber
Just so I can go back in time
seems like I'm on the side and you're in love with your mic
I know you gotta get that paper, daddy, keep that shit tight
But I need some sort of love in
Always wanted to write an album but
You know
Always didn't know what to write about
But
I guess it's pretty clear now huh
Baby, I love you
I'm hating
You niggas ain't got no motion, must have motion sickness (niggas seasick)
Killa done leveled up and you bearing witness
Nigga in tune with God, when
me in my feelings and I'm putting in time
And I been a bunch of places and I'm still 'bout mine
I could go and write an album 'bout a topic
Go and drop
isn't my day
Y'all can dub and hurt me
But I'm fueled by God's tender love and mercy
Devil tryna work me
But I pop up in the scene, chocolate car,
gonna die, and it made me more content with the idea of death
The world we operate in-
You know what I'm saying, like
I don't know what you're saying
You
left/
Don't try yet is what they kept repeatin' in ya inner circle/
They wanna trip you up and contradict your inner verbal/
That's why I just ride with
You dont have to worry cause Im comin
YEAH
I see your hammer, I see your car, We see you Mr Norm
Back to where I still have always stayed
I see your
can't keep peace with a peace of .mhh.
Honestly, I've been trying to keep this rage in, alright
We Kipara , you don't need to rap
Ama ni translate
then you gonna like some water (Yes!)
I'm like if Sean Paul had been born as a Shauna (Oh my God!)
cnd what the fuck is you gonna do today, caught one?
Stella Artois and a ménage à trois
Pass them both back and forth in the back of my car
I feel like Arsenio in this scenario
Modern day Lothario with
as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im
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