Lyrics:
F-L-E-R, sie woll'n das mein Album floppt
Und die Bullen verhaften mich, weil ich meine Feinde box
Sowas nennt man Zwickmühle
Zieh das Kokain vom Tisch
F-L-E-R, sie woll'n das mein Album floppt
Und die Bullen verhaften mich, weil ich meine Feinde box
Sowas nennt man Zwickmühle
Zieh das Kokain vom Tisch bis
I stay woke
1... 2
1, 2, 3, 4
Yo, what's good, it's NOMRAH
Aye shoutout E.B. for this beat, man
This shit is fire, bro
We did a lot of emotional shit
you could learn from Elija
I flash like a beaker you'll get burned from the fire
Or frost bitten by the infinity below
Zero degree flow
Ask ice itself
fucking it up i gliss like a star
They taking our style for real
It took them a while for real
Out-run you by miles for real
This shit is just vile for real
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shitting on me is so 2002 (Bitch!)
Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off
Whoever put your record
You frustrated or something? Did you have a bad week?
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shittin' on me is so 2002, bitch
Turn your mic off,
drink cuss and smoke and sock niggaz with cheap shots
The gunner wonder man, wonder woman husband
The stunner fuck with us y'all niggaz must be buzzin'
I
two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
In a high holster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to cock back, we bust and your
Yoh someone once said, It ain’t braggin’ if you can back it up
Hahaha, Nobody does what I do
Let’s go (Hoodrich gon’e pop on a nigga for the 8)
King
Lil Man
I love you
Always
It's not a day that go by that I don't think about ya
I think about ya every day
I love you
This what they want?
This what
got my album complete
In 24 we preparing for this
By 25, we'll be out on the streets
In 2030 I know we'll be lit
Shoutout to me cause I cook all my
could have it back
A nine to five don't fucking pay (nah)
Didn't dare by pay
I got a email with graduation day
I had to tell my mom, man I had to be brave
way more tense in this shit
Thinking I'm concernin' my little bip, what a bitch!
Call it a conundrum, feel like E40 out here tryna function
They like
tapen Spiller Nummer 10
Og labelen til Eazy E de ga ut Stevie Stone
Og CD-en hadde bangers ifra meg og Lotion
Så skjedde det som har skjedd
Big Ice by
Todos os meus dentes platina
Mordo esse beat, patina
Mantenho esse vício que é preguiçoso
Notas vermelhas, man, perigoso
Só conto essa paper se vejo roxo
set
I was young, didn't even hit my teens yet
E a rapper but he always killed it when the scene set
Hit it bald, give a call and now she Mr. Clean
the team who gon see us
Encore, on chord wit the E but the five tryna G us
That major, knowledge the key
Open up doors then you see
Knowledge the key
Open up
Nkase tšhabe selo
Morena ke modiši waka o nkwiša pelo
Go šetše fela tšatši la bofelo
Ba mathomo e tloba bofelo
ikokobetse ngwaneso by the side
this
You can never stop this
Hundred thousand first week
Album when I drop this
Goddamn can you feel it that’s the man
Said it’s Logic
and
You're softer than some flour
Lost my Grandma while I'm workin' on this album
I know she's watching over
I ain't worried bout the outcome
Here to raise
it by design
Side step over thirty that's a swish every time
Watch these words dribble when my last name on the line
You know me
Had to do that for
well.
Which only led me to more heartbreak as I though about all the fights
That have been started by two sides and neither one of them was truly wrong
and 5 inches long
Paramedics feel for a pulse to see if you gone
You was pronounced D.O.A before you got to E.R.
The doctor swore that suicide was
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