Lyrics:
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
finna let you know
I tried rolling with punches, man, but I can't roll for shit
I've been knocked down for the count, so many times I almost quit
Sleeping
and a balcony pool I can see it already
Then get a passive income just to count it up and send it all back to olady
If it's a long stretch I'm Van Damme
Whatever
the bag
Acting like you don't see it right there
I ain't even got to count 'cuz you know what I'm about
So you know it better be all there
Had a man
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
tha hate
So We gon light it up (yeah yup)
Til we see our lives hold sum value
Cuz our voices hold power
And babygirl everything better around you
dance soon
Then I go impress myself with other kinds of damn tunes
Diss my friends with your mouth, Imma man the harpoons
Oh, shit, you know how it is
"Marshall I just love you boy, I care about your well being"
No Dad, I said no, I don't need no help peeing
I'm a big boy, I can do it by myself see
I only
treat you right girl? (Didn't I)
Didn't I give you everything? (Didn't I)
Didn't I do the best I could? (Didn't I)
I tried my best just to be a man
He don’t trust no one, he only fuck with E3
Everything that he do, it’s for Anne and Ari (The kids)
No one see the good, they needa put on 3D
college, if you ask me what I learned
I would tell you 'bout my daily instrumental concern
I see my peers getting interviews, they tryna decide
Well I just
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
you don't know the pain that I feel when I see you smiling
cnd I roll up you start wildin
So I front like everything's hunky dory
But it's a whole
ain't get pu-bli-ca-ted
But its okay man
Flows stay
Ac-ti-va-ted
And if they judge by the company
You keep
Company doing no good
Then what's to really go
the past
Now you're telling us you're super badass?
Man that is cap
Homie been lieing, put it on his gang
He might not change but he tried either way
Out
Khalifa
Man said, "Come 'round the corner," you're joking
Man tryna talk like he's touching us
Man best run when you see man come
Son, you can get
hand
But they've made me out a villain they have stamped me with a brand
As we go marching on
I'm just another soldier from the shores of U
Fuck that, I miss my old man already
The kids broke up the band already
So this one right here for the fans, already
Roadrunner sessions was
Christmas
Everything's working out just fine
There's nothing in the whole wide world
That'd make me change my mind
Man, you know when it's Christmas
And you
on weed
Man you becoming a fiend
Ain't feeling clean
Cuz what you really need
Is a voice
Is a choice
But you doing anything
To get to get high
To get by
we confess Him, resurrects Him
So I know I got life
Matter fact better man I know I got Christ
If you don't see His ways in my days and nights
You can
down for the count
Everyone was quick to tell me not to grow up so fast
But they ain't know how it was when I was a kid, man
Fast forward 2012, my
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