Lyrics:
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
The weight of expectations makes me feel like I'mma drown
I woke up from a dream thinking I was falling down
Where the sidewalk ends hallucinations all around
things are gonna change
I don't know if I can live this way
I fall so behind
Sometimes I don't know why I try
Expectations so high
Oh I don't know why I
back on my past, I'm looking ahead of myself
I'm feeling lost in the present, I put an album on the shelf
I got to curb my ego, set my expectations high
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
stay stuck here it won't be enough
I'm backed into a corner by the
Expectations beating on my door
Sneak me out the window, there I'll find the
Freedom I
we're going to get
Don't set the bar to high, expectations are rarely met
We will fly like angels up to the sky
Before we'll fall down
Saying one last
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
Live a little
It's okay to dance by yourself
Take a moment
Forget everybody else
Raise your glasses
Here's to some more self-help
Oh oh
Life's
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Branches exploding
My leaves are golden stars, ah
Birds love to breeze by
Dogs come to see my bark, hmm-ah
My expectations stay on low
But
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
a shadow that falls in to our view
We avoid the day and what it says about how we ought to live
We're free from expectations and all we have to give
Is our
Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Prodigy, Guru,
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
expectations, I ain't trying to meet them
Learned about expecting shit when I call and I needed them
It hurt to watch them see me fall when I need a help
I
lined up wall to wall
Some guy gets punched in the jaw
I watch him fall down to my feet
And I think he ought to be me
Ooooo
This is how it was before
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
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