Lyrics:
and the drums
I won't have Grandchildren by my side
In the end
I'm glad I got to say goodbye
He took a photograph in memory
But not forgotten
It was our final
your man ain't gonna be me
I'm so happy
I'm glad that my next girl name dont start with a J
And end with an E
I'm glad you were never the one for me
got caught
And to the same game I fault that Uncle Ray lost
My big brothers and so many others I saw
I'm just glad we got to see each other
Talk
got caught
And to the same game I fault that Uncle Ray lost
My big brothers and so many others I saw
I'm just glad we got to see each other
Talk
Seattle's finest army
He close to me like lip balmy
He a hype man he stumbled upon me
Big dreads big passion he Bob Marley
First he my camera man when he
refused
Thought I was infected by a negative bafoon
Devilish because our parenting was getting hella views
Apparently the man you married to was really
got it made
Over masters we just mastered the field watch how we slave (Watch)
Caught up in life’s web see I’m gettin’ tangled
Laughin’ followed by
Sure I'm a travelling man,
Been all over this world
Tall stories to tell ya,
New jokes as well
Its just the craic,
But I'm glad I'm going back
But
Yeah, what's up, man?
ICP in this bitch
Ya know what I'm saying
All you bitches, man
Come over to my house
And I'ma take ya upstairs
And I'ma stick
a gummy before I sleep, you could say I got high dreams
And the atmosphere? I won't be missing it
Your champagne glass? Pass it here, I'm glad to piss in it
my eyes
Swingin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley
Lets go smoke some of that Bob
of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was
It's 11 o'clock on Wednesday
I'm badly in need of break
There's beautiful blonde singing next me
She's making all kinds of mistakes
She says, I
we being hundo
True shit Things y'all doing make me loose it
I'm just glad we got to hear some fucking music from the few lit
Rappers lying around
But
punks when the rap bump
Springin on the rhyme I bowl man
Gifted when I'm lifted off a spliff hit,
Reminisce shit, riff with dipshits
This shit is
feel about her, how proud I am that I got her
God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mom didn't
Now, you probably get this picture from my public
be like "man you changed"
I be like no shit damn straight
My college friends be like "damn you paid"
I be like lol just wait
I'm already rich, and I'm
But by the grace of God, I was born with it, come on get it
Jesus loved me from the beginning, that's why sometimes
Even though it looks like I'm
95
And I made a left in
Whichever exit is less taken by most
Went down Boston road and turned up on the Malibu coast
I'm glad I did cause I been held
4 AM, Rapping again
In my feelings, man this shit, it just happened again
Bipolar dysfunction, I'm crying and laughing and shit
Mixed emotions, man
Where I'm from I am the man
They don't understand mistakes
Livin' like a Mr. Shakes
There's no time to rest
Everybody needs an AP
Livin' that fake life
loud call it queen
Don't need it at the end of the day
Hell Nah no way...
I'm the architect of what's in front of me
Wooh where light at man
Wooh where
London where them boys die by the hundreds
No one taught us how to mourn, so we go print 'em on our jumpers
Back when Megan had the TT, hood dreams
on cloud nine fuckin with me duke
Be sure that I'm the crisp man waitin to see Proof
Some say I'm high on life and I don't need your herbs
I'm gettin
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