Lyrics:
brighter than evеr
And I’m just showing you the way to him call me a reflector
Or rather a child of God no longer confused by frauds
A child, humbled by
it up
I'm back to numb
The past is strung
In every single fuckin rap I've sung
I've had enough
Got my heart broken by a bitch
I wrote an album about it
Yeah! Ladies and gentlemen
I wanna thank you for dropping by
You've been listening to
The soundtrack to my life at thirty five
A slice of my mind,
the stu and spits his damn mind
That's talent, That's generational
Y'all like groupies watching his every move)
If my album don't drop
Prolly got caught by
"Well maybe he's inside the earth"
I, I love you
What makes it harder through the fights
Is that you'll always be by my side
Even when the day turns night
One thing I notice as the years go by
U never really know
People on yo side get to leave and they go
Winter starts to come and the weather turns cold
Love making you my enemy This time, This time
It got me saying uh oh, uh oh, uh oh
Is it worth it
Can I do it all by myself
Can I do it all by
Em and get rich
And let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Rove
'Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow
Bang bang look
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
a fuck about us
And when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggas is hard headed 'cause we love
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance
I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
off when you see me, keep it movin or breathe easy
Whateva, kiss my ass!
Verse 1:
Yo everybody love him
Every body know him
He gettin money now
I'm gonna use this track as an outro for the album, I hope you're enjoying it
I've been fighting depression and it's back again, I've been fighting
I'm still 'bout it my mans, thought this shit was mad love
'Til I seen my album advance
They took radio from me, I stayed proud of my stance
I kept
gonna be one people, human race
We got to keep our hearts in it, and find the love
For freedom & peace
I go by Reyen
& this is a product of Ocean’s
Jehovah Lord
I say thank you
I wanna thank God for the success of this album
Thanks to my parents for the love and care
Thanks to dami thanks for always
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
like doves over the streets watchin' many things
Kids walkin home from school, on drug blocks, missionaries
Pass out papers that read love god
I see
love you
Well this time she left her number but not another word
And then she waited by the phone on Sunday evening
And this is what he heard
If
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
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