Lyrics:
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
your car by the edge of town
Television sound way down
Long overdue
Things we said we'd do
Photo album renaissance
Photo album renaissance
Oh,
your car by the edge of town
Television sound way down
Long overdue
Things we said we'd do
Photo album renaissance
Photo album renaissance
Oh,
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing
a motherfuckin' decent Honda
I'll say that only albums are dying
The way I'm saying it's slowly dying
I mostly play the whole album like 72 Seasons
Motherfuckers
rising, 'til I'm upside down, I won't look down
This a meteoric rise, keep ignoring all the horror stories like
So-and-so got way too famous and ended
music.
Check me out.
Yeah
Let me get this rockin’ like blessings blessings trickle down from heaven
With a little more faith I could flood the gate
I’m
a change made aware I think I outta be
You making ultimatums now you don't talk to me
You make shit way worse then it outta be"
I ain't arguin'
my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin' on that Drake dick
It's all
just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
'Cause I keep the beats
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
to land?
We gon' see (we gon' see)
When the sun goes down
We gon' see (we gon' see)
Talk that fuck shit now
We gon' see
For sure
Feelin' on me
the money right now
Comin' from a long way
Now I'm at the top
I'm at the top
Lookin' down yeah
I feel lonely at the top
Fake people talk you down
When you
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
But the hype died down, numbers started to fall again
From that point on, some traction was hard to gain
So let's hope this album will finally secure me
And she's down with me, wild of most wild
Born child to the old school legitimate (soul)
Talker of the many paragraphs ago
Walker of the plenty broken
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after two platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's
for you to die
That's why you better have your head on a swivel and your antennas up
Fucked around, get killed by a police the way you reachin', bruh
Hey yo this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent
That shit y'all talking is irrelevant
I put it down from the gutter
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