Lyrics:
food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full
huh, yeah
Bet I got a number one album
Bet I fall down but overcome every challenge
Bet I hit the Grammies suited up
Get a bag then juice it up by
[Chorus 1]
pull up in a brand new
shawty hit my line but she old news
i dont waste time you know what it do
im up by 6am
im up by 6am
up by 6am
up by 6am
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
I hop out the X6 by the Lexus do that walk baby girl yeah that's it fresh shit sipping cappuccino and my neck sick diamond on my neck lit fresh shit
I know they didn't take me serious
When I said I'm in this game ten albums deep, no less
(Ghosty)
On God, I'm just warming
How can they let us go
kick it like this before,
Pink champagne, octopus brains,
Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane.
That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix
right out the door
Sure
Hey, player
Sign your waiver
Might beat you in like you was a crater
Have you walkin' round back bent like IGOR off that album by
sac de boules coco
Des molles ou des croquantes
Mon album deviendra classique
Le tien sera vendu à deux
Balles dans les brocantes
J'suis juste un scar
fools that I used to see.
No more clues that I had to deal with,
And good news:
I dropped an album that made me whole,
And it just was cool,
But little
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
Na mój nowy album wszystko musi się zgadzać
Dzwonię do ciebie, by powiedzieć
Że nie mogę gadać piszę chore rzeczy
Musisz koniecznie je zbadać
Chcę ci
pack
When I'm down I just hit it with the cocaine
When I'm down I just hit it with the cocaine
(Aqua)
and thank you Wes
I’ve had friends in the past but you guys are the best
No matter how much shit, always stuck by my side
Through the mud, through the egg,
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
Není problém spraviť beat
Není problém spraviť album
Není problém spraviť hit
My sme team, čo má skill
Není problém žiadny štýl
Není problém
both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangled in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler
You know how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running
my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
Nigga seventeen his own fucking magazine
And of course his Hunger Force is Aqua Teen by all means
Fuck a deal, signature is legible
I'm the reason why
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
rainbow with seven sepriet
Succulent aqua marines hide the in by sweetest elixir
Star heckler and leaders start gawking at yet another
Real conceived green
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