Lyrics:
I'm still caught in the wheel
Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'
D'ussé, champagne and Henny gallons poppin'
Processin'
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest
pisania w zasięgu wzroku wygrana
Za jakieś paręset kroków jest szansa pooddychania
Moja oaza wracam do niej co album
Taki los jest już bardów się nie głowię
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
crazy for my baby, she loves lickin' sugar from the spoon
When I'm flyin' with my baby, I'm out here on a rocket to the moon
Oh, gonna rock by
it easily
Time flew by, no weed, time to leave
It's time to get back to Earth at breakneck speed
I told the moon bitches that I'd see 'em again
smog has got me down
I'm goin' up to the country
Where there ain't no doggone smog around
Well, come here baby
Sugar, let your papa take you by
the family
R is for the reindeer prancing by the window pane
I is for the icing on the cake as sweet as sugar cane
S is for the stocking on the chimney wall
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
him in the jungle
In the land of the sugar cane
Ever since the day they fiddled around
I said he ain't never been the same
I said oh-La
I say
to Africa
You think it's tough now, come to Africa
Out there, we are grinding like pepper
You can catch me on the motorway,
Selling sugar, water
I got an 80's ghetto blaster in my car
I wanna drive to a place so goddamn far
The week pass by, so many nine to five
Sunny days and music by my
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
I stay focused on my grind
Till it's time to shine
Get high enough to push the very limits of my mind
In my space and time
I'm flexin by design
I see
Cos her boyfriend's up
New age rapper
Blew up on TikTok
Claims he's a gangster
But the album flopped
Guess it wasn't drip enough
Label's dropped him
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
If you see me in
defense on Gary Peyton, I got the locksmith
Cooking up all this music, I'm bout to drop shit
I said I'm not him we two albums we dropped in
Keezy locked in
Come figure it out
Unravel what Pat Battle's album's about
If you retain doubt, I'll pave you a route
The people who made me came from the South
Mama
You are now listening to WHITE PANTHER by Travis Karter
100% of the proceeds of this album go toward providing clean water to children around
bratu chcelo by to reparát (Hello)
Keby bolo treba doučím ťa mile rád
Že rottweiler?! Krista, jak sa bojím, azaňát
Tvoj album je pre posmech najlepší terč
Everyone of us, has gathered here because
We made the road trip to the show, New album's on the stereo
Gathered in a queue, made the journey to
Get
straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon'
you ever want me
Why are you still here?
Honestly
I just hope you have a better life
Welcome to Seventeen
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