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go through by myself
Grateful I got brothers by my side if nothin' else
Yeah
"Sometimes Mukudzei sometimes...munhu anenge angori genius
Ndozvinu
And that's me on the beat by the way
We recognize what's real and what's fake, nigga
'Cause when you real with yourself
Everything seems clearer
Uh,
Add this to my catalog, another reason they can't fuck with me
I'm that involved, I'm well received by the people
I tip the hat and all, they love me
low but you're no where by my side
She bought me some flowers for when I die
Yeah I ran out of medicine and I'm sick it took my life
I'm at an all time
I’m smoking trees
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah
I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around
no bitch if you hangin around
I'm on go like a chauffeur
Ima go to the and I pull out the notes
He in the way get ran over
I just poured up this drank
finds out about you girl
I'll never stay by or around you girl
I see your face feel like I'm 'bout to hurl
Foreign girls not innocent
Fake women just live
Because I've been tortured by a mindless horror
And what he wrote, was meant to just smolder
That's why he's broke, hurt, and he rolls like a chauffeur
Your presence will not go with me, do not bring us up from here"
We gotta follow, aye
You came and by name You called me
At the end of my rope, nobody
by day I'm all about her
Shit, and anywhere you go, you need the chauffeur
Tryna hang with you but you're so far
You hear then you daredevilin so hard
Scorsese
Washed in the blood of a lamb as a baby
Grew up a sinner, pure soul, got rabies
Raised by the wolves and the lions who saved me
Fire from the dragon
to be a real race driver
But life goes by and oh so many times
theres more chance to become more like a trucker
NortH and West, South to East
Following
Well, you've got your diamonds and you've got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car
You let everybody know
But don't play with me,
a chauffeur
These niggas need Jesus, fuck it, niggas need Oprah
All this killing and this pimping and these foul ways of living
See, everyone's forgetting
a chauffeur
These niggas need Jesus, fuck it, niggas need Oprah
All this killing and this pimping and these foul ways of living
See, everyone's forgetting
I'm not busy by the end of the night
You can come through and pretend to be mine
We can go from there, whatever you want
I got a chauffeur, the whole
chauffeur
Who gets you from here to
There on word lines.
i would be rather happy here
if i could tell you where i will be
passing by
with a smile
with
still alive
I was struck by lightning
Walking down the street
And I was hit by something last night in my sleep
It's a dead man's party
Who could
with diamonds... limo service
Big Continental Lincoln bringin' me to LAX
Fans by the millions, catrillions
Tickets sold about two million
At the Great
I wanna kiss my baby in a cadillac
Drivin' by a chauffeur, sittin' in the back
Johnny you can drive us anywhere
Cause I need time before arrivin'
Every lady in the spot agree
If it ain’t Buckshot, it’s me, K.B
Same person in the Benz with the curtain
And the chauffeur saying, Buck, turn right?
pray everyday now
Surrounded by vultures
I laugh everyday now
I see some jokers
Fought off the brave
I need a chauffeur
I need some space now
Blaze)
Real as they come
Where I'm from, I'm the trillest one
Raised by the dealers in the village slum
Unemployment's high, it's harder to get a gig
seconds (yeah, ayy)
She wanna call but please just text me
Glory (ayy) to the heroes
She want me to save the day
Diamonds (ayy) by your earlobes
She
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