Lyrics:
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
all of you get Salamanca’d
And it Yatahey comprende’ que pasa
A payaso do it for la raza
Picasso painting all the pictures in the pain
Take
to you
I'm high as fuck at the time of recording this
I took a hit dedicated to you
I remember when i was consumed by remorse and shit
That being said i
Okay Nick, so I understand you have some concerns that you'd like to discuss today
So whenever you're ready I'm happy for you to voice whatever it is
school
Then made way way better friends
Some kid in a beanie in ARMS class
I’d later call that kid family
Freshman year was tough
I was just a cringe post
the money is near, I ain't coming out the van
Keep close, gotta keep hoes by the G code
Got three hoes in the G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z hoes
I'll be right by your side
Radio play me that new 3005
Bino won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with Fredo when
I'm out in the Chi
Murder
Guess some prayers are answered quick
With God, nothing can interfere
2018, we about to kill it, this is our year
But by 2020, Imma have an album, done
I hate hits
Man I hate singles
I'd rather listen through the album
Sip pop with ham and Pringles
Get all the little tingles that you get the first
come
They deny its whatever
But nigga tell me
Who'd do better
I go harder them most
Of your favorite Rapper
Current Rapper
Hardest Rapper
Coolest Rapper
think of success as only measured by your money
Cuz money never lasts in fact it's only last
On the list of impactful things one can ask for
So with that
more to life than just parties and broads
My mind is so lost although my heart is guided by yours
I crossed the road and ended up where I started before
of years ago I wouldn't believe it
I wish this was a dream, and I'm wishing you'd hit my phone I don't believe it
This can't be real
I done lost my dawg I
went
But things could go south, polar opposite of how you'd expect
Broke, nothing to show for all your struggle
Don't fold, back on the wall, lost
gonna be my wife
Whether we homeless whether we famous
Whether we're locked up and in containment
I wanna have her by my side
Personal album without her I
from my daddy
I bet my parents didn't know I had this in me when they had me
And, look, my last album was about a lot of sad things
I really went through
3]
Possesed that nigga that hurt her
100% black queen self every women
Nigga you lost your fuckin' life when you took hers from her
You took her
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
That's when this thought process
It really changed for me
If I'd ever wanna go for diamond
I'd have to open the mind
By closing the blinds
Become so divine
a sequence to free my soul from the demons that Haunt me
Oh, sorry
I forgot to introduce myself
I'm introverted, so I'm told
So I'd rather show you my soul
I'm
homies
I feel like it'd drive home the idea my mind's gone
And 23 years of living and not a speck on the record
But 24 years of living I think I'm ready
cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon above paradise
Lost and you're a spectator, stringent
Inch by sacred inch shoveling coal
Into my earthworm soul
recording started, this song was among those that were veterans by that time, and, in fact, we even recorded a rough demo for 'Complain'. One of the notable
on my mind N what’s comin next
If I had to take a guess....I’d presume this
Days will pass by, and I’ll reminisce
DAYS GONE BY
DAYS GONE BY
DAYS GONE BY
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