Lyrics:
mind the way I'm chillin off the yacht in Brazil
I'm quick to throw a couple bills just to buy a few thrill
I'll spend a check any hoe who swallow me
I could never be a local statistic
Cause I've seen niggas perish more gifted
Rather read a book before I hear an album
Got these rappers shook
Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)
Smoke said the folks throwing
anybody else feeling them
Really if they're not then listen bro its alright I push forward even if im running into them
They will see me some day flying
(Mason)
Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause
our plate, on our first date
Our bill was paid by Uncle Jay
I borrowed this flow, from Uncle Jay
Zendaya a Roc, You can't break
By quoting these quotes
the map, where the legend?
Looking for info on me like it's treasure by my X's
What that do, nothing
Learn to read the map where's the legend
I'm a map
on fire to yell out Mayday
Watch me maintain brainwaves prolifically
Spin and collide like beyblades ripped by little me
Divide the bill down the middle
and Briana Quintana-Barajas
(Congratulations to you two on getting engaged, by the way)
Chuy Flores, Kenna Bell, Bill Tate, Bryan Diaz
Jacqui Tousley, Karina
(Go got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets
So it's up to me to bring you the truth
I saw a movie were George Bush
Had
no time for no interviews (go-got no time for no interviews),
You know I keep my ear to the streets
so it's up to me to bring you the truth,
I saw
I feel I need a shrink, but have you ever asked a shrink if they need a shrink
Before you even blink, before you sip a drink, before you look at me
another like BOGO
This weed has got me
Moving in slow mo
That's why I gotta
Use this slow flow
But they didn't buy my album
When I put it on promo
So
they stuck me in the line of fire, where everything is wild
I made twenty dollars, and they callin' it a mistrial
Now I'm a suspect that play by his
on the pendant
Mud babies you better remember
Rap ain't paying my bills I'm a end it
Cuzzo told me keep rapping you tripping
Now they twerking on me with they ass
was in her throat
Grab her by her toe, she already know
Why it sound like murder? Kill that fucking flow
She was cheating on me, kill that fucking hoe,
everyone
There ain't no relation
You on a bill with me
Your final destination
Decapitating amateurs like in Freddy vs Jason
Woo-ha! I got you all in check
like me to
Boy my album coming soon
Blowing o's right by the pool
Playing beats I'm making new
Songs that u can bump it to
Last of dying breed
Bitch
free card
Surrounded by em' but I need bars Fit inspired by '61
Like I'm Melo up in the Garden going retarded
Before you cancel me, I was talking about
Good morning
Artist name
Tim Foil
Album title
Death By Misadventure
Song title
FOREVER
APPROVE
REJECT
PUNCTUATION AT END OF LINES
NUMERICAL
on
ive been counting by my lonesome
only hit me when you want somethin
they never hit me up to show love nah
they never hit us up to show love
(did ya?)
where my love for God no more provides for me
Of course lost pride, obviously the force rides
To paradise nobody invites but puts the Bill Of Rights
1430
on too if it would give me Givenchy. cnd for the real sugar daddies, perhaps I can just see it as a form of charity and being selfless by putting a girl
make album four
Less talkin', I've been workin' more
Better me is what I'm workin' towards
Y'all judgin', but we not in court, no, we not in court
Oh
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