Lyrics:
and I promise You wont make it through
Ah
Last album took me a while
Too bad it's not your style
Too bad I looked at your file
Getting me angry I've gone
man, Burn me up a trash can
Light up an offering, call it Halocaustin'
I paint like Picasco, pour me macchiato
Never lacked an encore, so I stay rhymes
Haa, Maki La Machete, Maki La Ma
Mais mais je suis toujours amoureux de la vie
Ki-Killc han
Killc Killc KillcSon
No one is waiting for me and it's
it
You got me in album mode
Tryna hit new altitude
Pressure bring the bitch up out a dudes
Can think bout quiet a few
Sky dweller sky level, just
it, too old to be a Prodigy
The fact is just wreaking Havoc on me but no apologies
I mean fuck it I'm better now, “How?”
Wrote like three albums in
should text me, Another day I'm waving
Got baptized by her touch, I see angels waiting
It's my time already, pray for my sake baby
I collect ties, and cut
okay because I don't fucking care
Of what you think of me, I'm being myself
The past two albums are like that, you should take a listen hoe
I don't need
sweet like Entenmann's
Little boy making it, what do you see in him
It was 2021 first job socializing had me bitchin
Homeschooling had me suicidal like
So many times I excuse shit
People watch my life like a movie
They will never get a full clip
My album name is my middle name
This a side of me that
okay because I don't fucking care
Of what you think of me, I'm being myself
The past two albums are like that, you should take a listen hoe
I don't need
a single song
Although I mixtape my raps and never sell my songs
Always been personal, that’s why I’m gonna drop an album
No need for me to get signed,
right in front of you
Is it any of your concern what i want to do
They stunt on you front on you
I might drop a new album dont know out the blue
Call me
Yeah
Turn me up in the headphones (uh, yeah)
And I went and took the Long Way Home yeah
Yeah, yeah
NonSense hates when I sing that shit
Aye the album
album
Maybe I should stop rapping)
(Saj)
How I keep spitting and yet all of my albums still floppable
Say I’m like medicine that’s why I stay being
the album, y'all got me feeling important
But I never gas myself, was taught to practice humility
Besides, boasting and bragging just takes up too much energy
Yeah
Hey
Free, freestyle (freestyle)
Sin cojones a mi me tienen(si me tiene a mi me tiene)
The goat Album (the goat album)
Yeh(yeh)
Sin cojones
haphazardly, doesn't really matter, see
My flow came from nothing, well, virtually
Was birthed by the folks who constantly encouraged me
They start calling me
Yo, yo can y'all' hear me out there
Let me intoduce myself ladies and gentlemen
See I go by the name of Big Woody Rock
And I'd just like you
sight, the flight attendant catch fright
I sit down in my seat, 2C
She approach officially talking 'bout, "Excuse me"
Her lips curl up into a tight
I will shit on you
I remain fatter than gluttony
Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies
Blow 'em up if they ain't want me
The national
these niggas that I hang with
I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)
My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help
If you gon' give me
'Cause I did the album with Crypt, not you
They ain't realize everything that I knew
I'm known by many, but respected by few
And I know nobody has handed
know you in for a long ride
Tryna silence me with the hogtie
Been different since I started coming by
I been on my shit for a long time
Better know you
Wasn't really into rap but the shit sound tight
He used to tell me all the time
Don't wet none sis
By this time next year we gon' be dumb rich
That's when
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