Lyrics:
Album of the year man I could vouch
That would be me braggin to much I gotta chill out
Man I can't be flexin out my ass
Man I know about the doubt
Ay
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
whoozy off the percocet
Shoot it like a movie he a groupie we aint gotta fret
Uzi make em snoozi light my doobie then i gotta jet
Finna act up
Keep
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
go, here we go!
Big up to my Now Rule brothers
All the cool ones, not the fool ones
And we gon' move it like this for the year ninety-two
Big up
wife
The Crumby Freak Brothers took their toll
The Doobie Brothers got me on a roll
"Dave's not here" titillated my soul
All I knew was stuffing bowls
Hated by Satanist Hindus
Hated by Madonna while
She's following Kabbalah
I'll slap you up and slam you like
Hogan versus Kamala whether Bush or Obama
It's
of a single
Sexy young slimmy, but not too young, though
That's because Jimmy might end up on death row
Now this here jam is like a special kind of song
we up, talk nice
Ay man it's Mark Sauve on this shit
If you need a barber in New York City, you already know, holla at me
My boy Addey spoke his shit
Jay for some real talk
Hit my boy Los when I feel lost (Ayo Jay, ay, ay Los)
Hit my boy Scooch when it pops off (Scooch, what up)
Shout out to my family
the movies
Happiness I love it man I need to make another plan
Hang out with my brothers and puff up on a doobie
Clown up on them suckas when they hating
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live,
on the screen, now let's start the show
Got some tricks up my sleeve - "oh shit, where'd he go?"
Eric? Eric's my little brother
The amount of, of work he puts into
a doobie it's exotic that I got in this blunt
Ima keep on fuckin smoking till my lung giving up
And you know that I be trapping till the sun coming up
San
Y'all saw me at Kanye's third album with my cap no cap
Keep going video really happened ain't just rap
Barz just like that
When my family saw me
Ay,
[Hook]
See a party aint a party til the Doc walk in it
the party get it started til I hopped up in it
then it, got so crunk one minute
say she
to the game
Or being a ho, to the cocaine thang
Makin' a rush up, to keep 'em comin' back again
You oughta know by now it ain't no love for African
People
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
Niggas thought I got evicted how my
Shit up in the streets
BIG but ain't nothing obese but the feast
I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle
of sinners baby I'm a Cole album
When my album drops, niggas know it'll be a cold album
Negative energy, nigga I can't have it
When I prophesy, feeble minds
Yea
Ay, west side
Im tryna look out for the street signs
I'm too high
I get paranoid in the night time
I dropped all my hoes they ain't my type
This
So you know where I bleed
Oh I woke up today yes
Oh I woke up today uh
How lucky am I to say
That I woke up today
So I'll take it day by day, day by
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