Lyrics:
"astronomically"! Crazy
Man! I love it! Also read the new Rolling
Stone and I was in it yeah!
I rapped for the first time on
The yard for Charlie and Jamaica
It's
to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
as a kid, I wasn't prepared for
You know?
So obviously, it kind of messed with me
Mentally i mean basically, it threw me for
A loop all in all though
I'd say
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
stopping he
Kid, nigga what you supposed to be
Bubbly flows and that I'm toastin' he
In the ground, yeah I'm growin'
On my mind yeah, I flow when I sleep
reckless / now mix it in with the Cali livin and digest it/ now hug the vegas blocks for months and get a new perspective/ I become the rhyme with
i done known em forever
And I know that they got me wit dat
Look wht i got u got
Best believe we gon split down the middle
Look on kais block chillin
niggas once again
I drain with ink and put your blood in my pen
I'm breakin ribs til somethin' gives
A nigga got to live and Mr Smith is power god, kid
we put 'em in they place
Yeah, I know you can't believe it
We still soakin' it all in ourselves
Hollywood Hav' (yeah nigga), V.I.P. (yeah)
Sha
and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,
post that lame nigga trying to make me jealous baby I'm worth Six figures
baby why you had to leave I could've put you in some Prada new Balenciaga's
to wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (you're all, all
problems that I can't fix
Me and everybody really don't mix
By myself chillin only think that make sense
OutKast kid in the basement
I don't make love, I
tips now you in the mix it gets worst
Closed casket gettin’ carried out to a hearse
You only live once no time to reimburse
I’m in my bag now baby all in
tips now you in the mix it gets worst
Closed casket gettin’ carried out to a hearse
You only live once no time to reimburse
I’m in my bag now baby all in
All three woman look alike
Once I get the bottle and she looking super model
Baby won't you stay by my side
I ain't mean to follow up another pill
at a different place of living cause everybody been strange
Can't go back on my block, every time I go I feel drained
I don't trust you but I love you, I'll do
on standby
Waving just to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
I sit low in my homeboys Chevy, my Makaveli hat pulled down by my eyes,
Yo baby picture tryin to sell somethin that?s an actual fact yo,
If you can?t
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