Lyrics:
pretending shit
Moved to LA
Shag by myself
No
I don't got no friends n shit
I stay away
Dey cutthroat
Before
I'll kill a nigga
I'm chill and stay in my lane
the dominant
Your honor this, cut your mic, I'm in control of all of this
Welcome to the 2nd album where we find ourselves surrounded
By some people venomous
it up
I'm back to numb
The past is strung
In every single fuckin rap I've sung
I've had enough
Got my heart broken by a bitch
I wrote an album about it
the way to live and behave and coexist[01:45.07]But most forget the "co" part[01:46.92]I sit back and listen to first albums like So Hard by Lil
Pick and peel; buy a drill; chip away
Scream, push, weak yet? Scared?
Locked outside? Will you cry?
Will you wait, open arms for your angel?
I tug
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want to hear
red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want to hear
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
So tell me what you want to hear
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
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
working that nine-to-five, I was waitin' homie
I was bussin' tables fantasizin' 'bout cakin' homie
Letting them slip away, my dreams wasn't waitin' on me
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
the sky, six in my hands.
Chrous from: shannon - "let the music play." from the album of the same name
We let the music play, we don't get away.
There
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
Let's go down to the sea
Let's take a walk down by the sea
See the blood soaked sand go down to the sea
It's such a beautiful night, love when
real skilled in stealth
I have been writing away all my pain
Lurk in the darkness I feel like Bruce Wayne
I keep that thing by my side like it's robin
walking away
And get out of my face
You can't even comprehend these words
It don't matter today
It don't matter anyway
It don't matter it don't don't matter
right by you is a corrupting thing
'Cause I was surrounded by bliss
But the rage between my fingertips
Took me too far from where I stood
With warm dirt
some fun and see where this lands us at
Then spent my life til this day loving every moment we have
I, never strayed away from new found love
In fact I
something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm
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