Lyrics:
alwas had a path that is a different one!
You can find it through my verses right from the start!
I've got a soul with many bruises and so many scars!
But
but the stock going up like a garage door
Got a lot of people got my back better watch yours
I'm a do me there is shit that you can tell me
Know that
PAPER
Nobody does me better
Nobody instrumental by Robin Wesley
Nobody can do me better
Than All My Paper
Nobody can do me better
Than All
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
Yea
Just like priceless
Something you can't see nigga
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got guns
And my guns got kids
And all I
out
His gut like a Caesarean i’m scared for him
16 in the clip, we lettin’ eight go
You get half
Then your bitch take half: Jeff Bezos
Do the Math
Fuck
up with braids
I was saved by a guy with a older age with grades
Told me the other ways to get paid, than lettin my gun wave
We know you brave,
synthesist
Every thing that I do
Is with intention
So please don't copy me
Ain't nothing stopping me
All I can say
Is get ready to witness some greatness
(Gun
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
feel responsible for these kids?
All of whom I'm a father to
I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on
Or y'all gonna meet your
a hunnid, you might get the key to the Cullinan
Rich bitches all I fuck with (all I fuck with)
If I can buy somethin' that you can't get, damn right, I
nights
I feel like I never even lived to begin
Who am I? I should end it
What do you want from me
I can never make you happy
I'm sorry but it's all I can
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you
It's too
hear that?
They're screamin' for you, I can bring your career back"
"But I don't want it back"
"Yes, you do"
"No, I don't"
"Yes, you do, you
anything out
Every time baby we make love
You pull me in deeper
I'll never get enough
It's sweeter, it's better, it's finer, it's greater
Can't nobody
work pissed off at your boss
Just man, just please do what you love in life
So many people, they always say, "Oh I would do this but," or "I can
bring the heat, that time is over
While you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my
we taught education was the number one thing
(Every one of you, from your oldest brother) anyway
He came back, determined to do what he was
gods better, or Allah, the One, the Irresistible
You do not worship besides Him anything but names which you and your fathers have forged
For which
old now
And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours
I'm the originator, make it then I make more, written in stone, you can't forge
You
beats
Compose your own sheets, that's aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot shit
Rock top shit, you know how The Lox get
Then you can
beats
Compose your own sheets, that's aight but chill
I'ma spend that mil and cop only hot shit
Rock top shit, you know how The Lox get
Then you can
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