Lyrics:
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
the Taz
see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man
Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig
What you need ten
Jay-Z when he was up back in the booth
Making his studio album that everyone listened to, is was so blue
Printing the way for the artists today, you know
play
Turn on a dime, search for the right phrase
Further along the day on the highway
Super Soul and the vanishing point
Roll up a album like I'm passing
and father
I'm doper than crack in a skillet
Let it go to your head, can you feel it?
Don't make me out as the bad guy
Shit most of your heroes were villains
say, "I don't like you" take it as a compliment
Either step to me or walk around and tip toe
I got your album and didn't listen past the intro
I kept
on the album do not rush a work of art
Bitch I was gone but now I'm back on it
If that's his head then put some racks on it
Famous in my city put the map on it
in a space with no
Limit pull up in ferrari you bus a
Ribbon my bitch a model and yo
Bitch a midget cracking that seal
Fish on the skillet ocean my
Growing up in the 'Ville we kept it real
From the dates of the tours to the days my albums kill
And when I do it I made a promise that I'm going
appeal
She got mass appeal
Every time that we rock it man we a have to go and kill it
If she wanna get to cooking we a pop it out the skillet
If she ever
texts from my accountant
Sayin everything good your money piling
With my thoughts focused on my next album
But I know its round the corner I ain't pouting
Yeah
This the part of the album where Shit get alittle crazy
Sol Miranda on the beat September finna body it
Yeah bitch it's your lucky day
Don't do
the album gon flop
Did it once and I’ll do it again
Never playing me I’m not in the game
But how the fuck am I supposed to rest when the only thing in your
business
When I'm
Ready to kick it
When I'm
Ready to live in
When I'm
Ready to get it
Ima go up to the top though
Ima go up wont drop though
Drop five albums
yeah I'm here, yeah I'm here (Go, go, go, go)
This the album of the year
Time to boot all my peers, is that rude?
I don't care, I don't care, I don't
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
Can I get an, "Amen"
For livin' in Hallelujahville?
Sunday supper, we pass the biscuits
Save the grease from cast-iron skillets
D.C.'s broke
(Hey!) don't sit and ponder
'Cause we come with no bloops no blunders
We keep it fat like Attila the Hun-a
Latin ladies by like ay caramba
We caliente
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
itching caging about sexing
Irritated by your yeast infection
She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
Sit in her ass all day and watch Jerry Springer
Ten kids
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
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
Hey what is up guys, it's your boy Johny here, and welcome to
My new album, Positive Optimus
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