Lyrics:
unkind
My best lyrics for my next album I'm still trying to find
So if you don't know my name yet
It's Jesus with the three before the E
Don't know how
that's my credo
Filling cups up like the Doctor was a P.O.
I'll be in the club
Recruiting models for my freak show
Baby get right
Or get lost like Nemo
going my name is Sam Wiiise
Ya beautiful host for this album
Now here's what I wan't ya'll to do man
I want y'all to grab somebody
I want y'all to grab
(50)
This rap game, this rap game (yeah)
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin'
(50)
This rap game, this rap game (yeah)
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin'
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
floss mode
The life of a boss player
Fuck what you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas can't
floss mode
The life of a boss player
Fuck what you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas can't
kiss you lips
Baby my heart beats faster by the minute
Whenever I touch your face, you know I want you right here
I want you right now cause there's so
So
You've decided to embark on a journey by listening to this album
I hope you're ready for it
I've spent alot of time, alot of mental effort into it
I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you bitch for short
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me
It feels like I'm falling in love
I'm lost inside
You're my desire
Oh baby can't you see
I'm falling for you head over heels
Baby, Baby I'm
Im in love
Im in love wit chu
[And there aint nothing I wont do for my] (Baby)
[you drive me] (Crazy)
[And it makes me] (Say)
ooooh
Im in love
Im in
that pun’s intended
Just a black man interrupted wait
Please let me finish
And for record
I go that monkey off my back
So for the record
Always refused
muthafuckin dick get hard
and I got a million dollars banked out on my credit card
No disrespect or no disregard but I'm hoppin' for that pussy
like they used
now
Hope my next album change my lifestyle
Just tryna make a couple dollars
Move a couple units take a trip to the Bahamas
So make a move baby
This is
mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
all my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin
Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
comprises the artist and the sound
The pen and paper plays my savior while I'm getting down
Pray for my nieghbors as a favor for holding me down
Slave for my
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
than the niggas round
Hit the med shop
HK said pick a pound
We don't fuck around
My team highed up
Blunts we fire up
Shop for the oz
Hit the dealership
I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way
I'm in my zone
On and off stage I perform
I'll take them by storm now
Watch I'm
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