Lyrics:
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
I'ma have to learn another language
You the richest on the team
But you still work the hardest make changes
I fucked around and got famous
Right
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
the change
I wake up everyday with my game face on
You know the name, P.E.!
You know the name, P.E.!
Yeah we ain't for the fame
We for the change
I
Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.
P
He hit me one night
Talking bout hey what's happening
And all I had to do was be like
Hey come by
I wish change sometimes
So many years that shit
Every time I drive down my old street
I'm surrounded by all the memories
I feel like I'm losing sanity
Because
It's crazy how nothing ever feels
got it nigga
Seven ways of income, we about it nigga
But I don't mean to boat, I'm here to show yal the growth
Album after album, song after song, beat
as your host for today
This track we're about to play reminds me of my ex
Fuck that
Anyways, here's Fitch with the album
P.s. I'm Good, Luv.
Enjoy
It's 1AM
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
made 'for you by you'
Every hip-hop nigga listen and wishing he had your style
To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (yeah)
A mastermind is
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
That I was not up to par, when I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
home and start flowing
Never in debt never owing
Drop a new album and blowing
Past by the place when we fought for the first time
Past by the place when
time for the Bean Town
Go ahead and pull them 3's out
Real quick change the scene now
Palm trees by the beach now
I got what you need while I'm still
something
Here goes nothing
Ain't that something
Don't got room for me in your life end of discussion
The album's a bakers dozen
This is all in my timing
the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals
Winnin' by a long shot
Know you gotta be the change
If you wanna see the change
First album was twenty fo'
Sixty fo' I leave the game
Mamba mentality
I'm
eagles from Phil, I don't have change, I have hundred bills
Drive in a dome when we empty the bank
I'm by myself when I fill up the tank
I'm in my zone
the family choose
Or when you plan to choose it, it's a dub for the feat
When they plan they move
When the plans change and you plan to expand, pannin'
here to change the earth
I'm here to change the earth
It starts with me first
I'm such an exemplary human being
Inspiring my friends just by doing me
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