Lyrics:
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
everybody came around
Welcome, it's here!
Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall, we were a cover story, "Now in stores"
Make us poster
Ayo one, one, two, two, two
It's after midnight, rocking Midnight Studios
Fuck her raw, got my wrist right
Brick-white Patek, spray jager, put
the fucking worst customer service of all time
(You can just, I can't) this motherfucker made a number-one album! (what?)
Made a mixtape after (oh my God)
Lord
After a while you get sick of seeing your spirit turn into shattered glass
I need you to lead me, 'cause y'know
Every Adam has an Eve
Every Boaz
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit
My brick talk
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
fuckin shinin'
I be like
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
On my grind, yeah
I been steady climbing
Album after album
I'm jus tryna catch a vibe yeah
Now she vibin
'Cause all Summer 16, ain't heard a hot 16 'bout all Summer
Awareness is high, say attention I'm seeking
Since I'm reaching, it's offensive they're
there waitin' for the fall
(Y'all can't stop a motherf***in' Tank)
[Hook]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
a casting call area, I think it was called Music Notes. It was a classified section for open calls and auditions. And after school, every day, I circled all
and died
He went up to heaven, located his dog
After that, he rejoined his arm
Below all the critics, they took it all back
Cancer robbed the whore
and died
He went up to heaven, located his dog
After that, he rejoined his arm
Below all the critics, they took it all back
Cancer robbed the whore
home
Surrounded by broken glass, surrounded by young peers, that speak with a broken tongue
That followed the scent of gunpowder from broken rose petals
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
crime (By my side)
Boats, hoes and after parties with our slimes (ou,ou)
Summer time vibes yeahhhhhh (Yeah)
(Fuck) Whether we be lit (Whether we be
You thought I went for the flip,
But I'm bustin' off hip-hop, clip after clip.
I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear.
Jump inside your
songs names like Mary
So some songs became far
More Top 40 friendly, but infinitely cheaper
On my second album
I had sung about my mother's having
a thing of beauty
Sellin seltzer by the can bitches think it's trulys
Forty acres and a mule, we got trauma and movies
And label executives on my line just
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
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