Lyrics:
It's a tragic life
Going back and forth
Jealous of the ones I should be happy for
And every morning I wake up, my motivation is less
So overcame by
Accept the things that I cannot change This life we in, it's a dirty game
These niggas lame and these hoes the same These niggas shootin' they ain't
zvědavý kdy poslední album kdy poslední bars dopíšu
Vím že jsou tu lidi co by mě bodli dali do břicha dyku
Nemám čas na problémy tak prosím tě zavři už píču
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen
swear my lyrics won’t be half as bad
I’ll write all the music
But the drums will still be played by Chad
Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write
or a loss,
Whether accept or reject, perfect or defect
Turn up or rewind, turn down and eject
The point is, you're free as a bird
I know this because
sign language
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth
to septuplet lady plants
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace
see me at the funeral I'm telling you to
Take me
To the land of the free where everyone's high and smoke weed but not to get by but to breathe
You
It's funny how the time flies
Four years just flew by
Listening to my old songs
And i be like who's that guy?
It was just like yesterday
When i
to these kids with a simple definition
Then wonder why my sales report comes, and no one listens
I created this album to have a heart to heart with
demeanor from dad
Hereditary black holes, you sick of me, so my bad
Distractions, I try to fill voids with
Provided by passion, to block out the voices
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
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
Sifting through weathered photo albums
Looking for gloriously aged Polaroids (does it make a difference? This is the way it is)
You think it
the man plays with wit
Eras-ed the man amazin' the ba**in'
Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin'
Better spin like slavery when I order him
Rejects
make me over
I wouldn't change one thing about you
Just take me inside your arms and hold me tight
And always be by my side, if I am wrong or right
make me over
I wouldn't change one thing about you
Just take me inside your arms and hold me tight
And always be by my side, if I am wrong or right
violence
Damn clown
Ball like bitch
When them catch him
With a gal gun
Wa fires single no album
Despite wa some pussy feel tell dem to be still dem blood we
Ay, ay, ay
My money stacking, my money compounding
Jotting down notes with my pen until my notebook become an album, uh
I'm full of myself, yeh, ego
make me over
I wouldn't change one thing about you
Just take me inside your arms
And hold me tight
And always be by my side
If I am wrong or right
make me over
I wouldn't change one thing about you
Just take me inside your arms and hold me tight
And always be by my side, if I am wrong or right
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
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