Lyrics:
much pride for me to ask for help.
so is life worth living, should i blast myself?
[Verse 1]
tell me where to go to get a piece of mind
cause all i see
I ride by, like a driver on a nigga
So fly, that his bitch might choose a nigga
Ask why, gives a fuck about that nigga
So high, we up on all you
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
sphere of knowledge
And then explained in detail from Allah, who is all-wise and well-acquainted with all things
Say, Worship none but Allah. Indeed, I
down fi dem friends dispatch me
Some man a tell me how much them love fi match me
Mi friend a ask if I win, me win lottery
A di first him see gal
I wouldn't ask you to take care of me
Oh, and I wouldn't ask you to take care of me
I wouldn't ask you to take care of me
Oh, and I wouldn't ask
Know I'm not done by far
Not til they say they are the Stigmartyr
Of their chosen subject
If all that you wanted to hear was
All that you wanted to hear
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I'ma have to take
a day go by, that I don't try
To thank the Lord up above
And if you wonder why I'm lovin' life
Come close and I'll tell you what's up (listen)
Ask
of a large automobile
You may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
You may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"
Letting the days
dispatch me
Some man a tell me how much them love fi match me
Mi friend a ask if I win, me win lottery
A di first him see gal a run battery
Gal de all over
if you wanna
But I gotta pack my bags we can plan on it tomorrow
So...
I don't expect y'all to love me
Respect is all I ask for
Jesus on my dash
on the news
Don't you know I got ki's by the three (ayy, ayy)
When I chirp, shawty chirp back
Louis knapsack where I'm holding all the work at (ayy, ask
smile in no pics I just throw the 4s up
I ain’t chasing no thots I’m way too focused
2019 I’m hopping out the Lotus
Tell her ask what she want you know
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops
Go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this
Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, let me ask this question:
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan is
(One
myself
Oh-oh-oh-oh (oh-oh-oh)
If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing
Nothing, nothing
Well all I ask for
Nothing
Lay alone by yourself in your bed
With all your thoughts inside your head
Lay alone by yourself inside your bed
Ask for someone's help
But no one can hear me
They all lived happily
I don't wanna falling out of it
Cry on my shoulder
Is that what you said
I wish
Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit"
It was predicted by a medic
boi, boi, hey, hey)
Okay, now where that alcohol? You ain't even got to ask (ask)
'Cause I'ma drink it all like, like it's my last (okay)
She
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