Lyrics:
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
meets the ocean
I wanna be here by your side
Let me give you all those things
That money just can't buy
'cause your love it hurts so good
Don't ask me
Something I don't need
Ask God to subtract envy jealousy and greed
I need
Bread
Love
Peace
All that
Times it by a million nigga I need all that
Bread
Love
seem to get by
Don't ask me cuz I'll lie
I lie all the time
I say that I'm alright
I'll hide what's inside
I'm fighting for my life
Don't ask me cuz
fickle
I'm a wave you just a ripple
Now I got Burberry my sweater
My heart cold like Irish weather
Drugs relieving all the pressure and now
They ask me if
Don't care what you heard about
Tryna find myself
I get lost and then I'm found
No I don't need help
I'll be good all by myself
Good all by myself, good
different views
By the time I get to 62, I'll have won it all and my niggas too
Step Back J so I can shoot my shot
You should never let me pick my role
You
I've heard about that lucky ole sun, just sitting up there by himself
No that's not for me, because to me he's all alone, by himself, no one to call him
Anne, feared by one and all
Not sailed by man
The wind picked up, she slipped her chains
The luff pulled taught on the main
The sky turned black, it
think angels get high
Standing on the roof while helicopters swoop by
I think they don't see us
Not even FEMA could redeem the very faith we all lost
think angels get high
Standing on the roof while helicopters swoop by
I think they don't see us
Not even FEMA could redeem the very faith we all lost
Ask anyone I'm hopelessly invested
Five years I've been hopelessly invested
Ask anyone I'm hopelessly invested
Five years I've been hopelessly
feel better than I did last night
Here come the Hook
Look
I been low
So yeah, I know
When lows will go
And pass me by
So, pass me by
Don't ask me
I feel like a BEAST
You can tell by my demeanor and the way I look when I’m walkin the streets
Ya I feel like a BEAST
Ask anybody I know any beat
am I? You ask
The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz
In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life
(and the wounds)
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
I gotta lotta dough
Cause getting money all a nigga know
Ima professional money getta
Ima professional money getta
They ask me what I do
I keep they
ask me bout no bitch I used to fuck they all was bad for me
This what it had to be
Cause niggas started switching sides I seen them niggas laugh at me
missing
I try to slow down but my heart won't listen
And its tearing me all up inside
And when you touch me
I feel a rush but I'm afraid that it might
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
o's
Think you hot no i think it's best you dont
If you don't know by now
Ya'll better ask someone
Gimme that cash i'm gone
Up up & away
Up & away
If you
You are missed my dear
By all of us here
We've all so much to tell you
But none more than I do
Looking back on my day such a waste of time
Watch you
see these walls
Bitch what the fuck you thank
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
and then ask, "Who chipped in for the ten bag?"
Et cetera, I roll my blunts with two textures
Pick up fifty bags and then I smoke all the extras
It's
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