Lyrics:
Oli wakisa by Isabel Ssali
Nzize wano Taata obulamu bukyuse, simanyi kyakwogera ( Here I am Lord, life has changed am speechless)
Nzuuno Taata
know a ton
Of followers in Instagram
And I’m a f star using filters
If you can just shoot me for my life-style?
Hi hey sir point How are you?
You
can't start ideas, develop or finish either
Staring at a blinking cursor, the screen brighter
My life a movie, Charlie Kaufman is the screenwriter
I need
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
strength that is always accessible to you.
My Dearest Church,
In a world captivated by fleeting desires, I remain the eternal wellspring of life, and your
with the sharks in my life got me seasick
I've been riding solo you can't tell me who to be with
Every album I've been on has charted, that's elite shit
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
'Stead of treated, we get tricked
'Stead of kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life
I flow for those 'dro'ed out, all my niggas
Locked down in
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Praise the beast to a certain extent
I don’t wanna be gothic
I don’t wanna idolize him
Nor do I wanna live in a tent
[Part 3]
[Verse 1]
I can owe my life
to get you elevated
While you just skate by in life, your life is just being wasted
And all I have to do is just sit back and picture your face
And rhymes
to your girl and I chat and I chit
6 Pack of cans in my bag
And that's every Saturday
Pull up to yo girl
And I'm all like heyyy
Bring her to the crib no god
eaters
And not a whimper 'til I'm gone
Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong
(Ha ha ha)
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do
it's all fact
It's all fact it's non-fiction
Fast forward just a year later
I done drop my first album and
I'm feelin' like I made it
Goin' all around
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
When I ride by
I'm a ryder
I'm so fly
My dogs ride by
Them hatas want to cry
I'm a ryder
I'm bout
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
album
I saw my flaws
Unlike the first verse, this time
Something was on ground
Like baking a cake
(You gotta make good use of the flour)
Wanna stand
to grab at my pants
hoping that im gonna go back and tax that
I aint endin' up in no place with no bad rash
How come I get laughed at by media trash bags
trying to grab at my pants,
Hoping that I'm gonna go back and tax that I ain't endin' up in no place with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media
This a token of my affection
Wrote these thoughts down on this paper while you were resting
As you get older, your life takes a direction
When it
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
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