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followed all y'all rules and I am broke em
At the same time
Kam said he hungry, every chance I gotta take it
If I wanna have my cake and eat it too?
That's
Just three mother fuckers, with ears, hearts and beers
Talking to each other souls
That's what we call friendship
And that's cool tho
Lazy Billi
on and cancel culture
Vulture
I've always been a music lover
You can go and ask my dad, you can ask my brother
I would have told the world that you had two
started working on my first album.
I did ask Steve, if he could help me produce it. Even though I knew I couldn't afford him. He told me that he could
Even if takes the slower minds a little bit of time to feel me.
Recollect the 15 million I've sold or the 30 times I went gold and if you take 2 puffs
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
kind'a like an infection
It allows me now to write all my confessions
Back with that Therapy album, I was just sufferin' from depression
Had a lot of shit
battered and ridden
Rappers are powerless victims
With every album diminished
Quarters in our percentage
With every check that is written, there's a consent
the stuff
I don't do no rent and I've been keepin' it tough
She got four feelings, that's the coupe and the truck
Shorty trippin', I ain't do nothin'
the window of a plane I've seen the window of a cell
The plane started to fly, the rain started to fell
Thats LaGuardia and Rikers, a airport next to a jail
they'll take me
How? When I murder everybody 'til the hate seeps down
Compounds in the dirt when I mound my nest
Now that I've given up my pound of flesh
ha)
Two albums later, baby (but that ain't all of the story, baby)
Ooh, and I'm feeling great (ooh)
You said wait, oh baby, let's take a break
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
game
What's on your mind
Is what's on my mind
That's the way it's gonna be
I'm gonna find me a place I can hide
I want you right next to me
On I've
out, I do the shows on yoop
Staring at the crowd like I have to puke
But then I don't cause I won't let it take me home
After all the work I've done
in the dirt
Strength isn't measured by picking up weights
Strength is showing that you're mentally safe
Our brains lie to us in menacing ways
Cause
season
I'ma leave from this dumb place and with me take my cigarettes
I should drop this album that's concealed in a
I'ma leave from this dumb place
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
My head feeling awful heavy hey man
You give a rapping junkie a bag of money
He'll disappear
Tell you the album's coming
Now that's all I wanna say
couldn't take some of things
That I've lived in my life
It's been hard for me
Trying strugglin' in the streets
But where I've been
Is no longer where
couldn't take some of things
That I've lived in my life
It's been hard for me
Trying strugglin' in the streets
But where I've been- Is no longer where
trying to let myself grow
And I’ve been benefiting, getting better by the day
The fact I have fans around the world is just too crazy
You can’t doubt me,
I've been gone for a minute
On my way back soon
Imma put another album out
It's way past due
Wanna talk about knowledge
I got to say that too
Everything
a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in
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