Lyrics:
the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it
B. song
I maul fifty MC's, divided just by one
Now who's the greatest motherfucker other than myself?
Droppin' lyrical vitamins for your health,
a mack and you turnin
Up the black in you
Skill for skill you the minor we the major
I grade your whole album like
A bad term paper
ZERO, don't be a fan!
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
can fuck with my soul again
They be surrounded by their little men
I be singing to your girl
I'm her only world
If she come around
You know I am a flirt
born, you think I'm crazy?
I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now that doesn't sound so easy does it
haha
Remember niggas back at school
They didn't have no girl at school
So they be like, "I got a girl
She just stay by my grandma's crib" Hahaha
Yo,
write these tunes
And for you to stress a nigga like I?m running these hoes is outta line
Goodbye to your life, pack up your clothes and go
[Hook sung by
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
as fakes,
For those who stuck by me over time I put yours over mine,
Don't have to speak your names you know my mind,
In this simple game of respect it's
aye, you not my fam, you not my kin
Aye, I'm tryna' see a nigga's fail state, Mario Kart, niggas' twelfth place
Go and selfie by a hellscape, your girl
at times so crack a joke and then smile
Most your life will be defined by how you cope with denial
While you focus on your losses and you bitch about broads
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
Blinded by greatness and I been blinded by grace
Rip to my sister I been missin' your face
I know you're up in heaven so save me a space
You need to save me
that's nice, its holographic
I'm working in the shade
So, I guess it looks like magic
And if I made an album
I just hope it'd be a classic
Life goes up
buddy
What's the deal
Yo, how you feeling, bro
I'm in rat mode and I'm still living
Alright, bro, what do you think about the new album
Your song's out?
be today)
E don tey when Jimmy Jatt don dey scratch e
When I drop my album for cassette
Girls dem dey fall in like confetti
Now I am rich and I am fat
You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money
[Nas]
The Firm, Trackmasters, Escobar, Allure Keep it raw!
A-yo the bridge keep rockin
we comin through bottles popin
Allure when your album
as your host for today
This track we're about to play reminds me of my ex
Fuck that
Anyways, here's Fitch with the album
P.s. I'm Good, Luv.
Enjoy
It's 1AM
on your feet costed more then your bail
You know you ghetto when you going on the creep
And your girl gotta wait for her children to fall asleep
You know
you got a back up plan 'cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eatin' your
a misfortune
That's how you were born, ‘cause you talk out your ass
Stop skipping school, man, just go to class
What a mistake, your parents done made
Album's
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
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