Lyrics:
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
the gut
Four mil' in a month
Your career in a trunk
Last album, nigga was
Whole aisle full of duds
Album cover for the buzz
Put the Rolie in the bust
playing by himself, man
Five, four, three, two, one
Hey, think I got a hunch, send my boys to the store told em grab a bunch
D-Floor, 2pm, we were having lunch, say you’re writing hits but I only heard
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
know?
So, he phones up the company
"yeah, we got one, " da
Dat dat da we get into the studio, you know
Two months later we go into the studio
To record
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
YEAH YEAH YEAH you HAVE JUST WITNESSED THE LIL.WYTE ALBUM DOUBT ME NOW (DOUBT ME NOW TAKING PLACE OF SUM OF THOSE BUSTA'S I GOT RID OF WORD 2
the pandemic when God told me to keep on this path
Two years later I was set to drop my album "Lovesick"
It was my first full length album had to put some work
Green was the big thing
It was taken over by me
Reflecting on the fact
That your form tutor makes better raps
Ending off the fixture
This project was
siege, hoes
I am surrounded by legends
Even when I don't fit in, I get in
You ain't gotta pat me down
To find the weapon
Scott Stallone won't even
Adjust
Deuce Duke
Project Pat
Juicy J, let me tell you, man
Lil Jon
We too crunk, ho, we got you niggas scared, yo (yeah)
We too crunk, ho, we got
"With any full-length project, uh,
There's always gonna be ideas and songs that are left on the cutting room floor,
And I'm sure this project is no
On the country once again here to win
I'm Uptown chilling, taking in this grand master Vic blend
From the projects, the PJ's, fuck them two DJ's
Self mission, I
drippin' i been drippin' i been drippin' like the pitcher
I'm the fire in the kitchen i still sizzle in the blizzard
Call me project pat-uh
Whip it whip it
playing by himself, man
Five, four, three, two, one
Yeah
Yeah
Milnotik
Blue Notes, pocket full of Blue Notes
Oreo cookie black and white one
I got two hoes
And I'm drinking
And I'm thinking
About
mental health thing
They don’t get the concept, they just want the content
I could drop an album and they’d want the next project
They just want me
faking it best believe
Sitting on two albums I'm far from my prime, putting in time
One hundred bills and I'm still on the grind
Deal with the devil I'm
the bitch to EverGreen
throw em in da bayou
call my niggas
D and Blue
Project Pat y'all know what to do
creep through the streets
with them thangs
with my young niggas
Project Pat, in the bank with them skis on triggers
Real killers roll round here, lookin for some prey
Low key behind tinted
life, the 1000 Winds Project
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I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
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