Lyrics:
workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral
Not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
It was all a dream, as a teen I had ambitions to MC
But the transition wasn't as simple as it seems
To turn your life story into the simplest
(Oh, Jo hit this one)
Not goin' fake I'm trippin' n***** reminiscing
All that talk bout how you with it, but then you folding n****
They thought it
ain't saying where you from n****
Big stepper and I'm all up in yo function
Big blowers n**** so I'm hoping you don't start shit
Semi automatic its
an experience which has never been seen
Dont know if im livin right
But i know im livin
Ever since i was a youngin
I knew i was finna get it
Im not too much too
mix it with the hate
When it's all over watch what I say
4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day
4eva n a day, day, day, day, day, day
4eva n a day,
the greatest (woo), on the beat who ever did it
Mike WiLL the one who made it, it's Shady on the lyrics
I'm somewhat outlandish they say
You say we're cut
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
of mischief
Made an album so raw the way you just had to get it, every track explicit
I figured those of you who was in love with rap would listen
And tell
'm still as fly as your zipper
True, I just get richer
But if it was ever all about skrilla
Then I woulda quit a long motherfucking time ago
Bitch, shut
liquor in my veins 80 the proof
Cant seem to catch a grip life passin me by
Yeah i knew her but she changed since she copped a lil benz
She got a whip n
I'm back and I'm loaded
Shot shot - Shoot shoot n I made it
Bang down down walls Issa Boomarang
Shock to the system reload
Tryna get loaded
I
logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke
Ya, Realist thing I ever Wrote
It My Testament the 2018 chapter
The name DJ Church, another unknown rapper
Wit all these emotions, clutched up in my
lifestyle
[C-Bo]
I'll bring it to them how they want it cause there is only one way to do it
Bring it to them how they knew it on they death bed put by fluid
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
thinking these Gs
Fuck that that's a new track
Just been teased
Just wait for the album
Wolf 19
2 0 20
I want to be like Deno Motorola
But buy it cash
Forget
a plan, I`m in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain`t no disguise I`ma die as a man
If we make it then I`m takin' it to Hell
All them n****z that was
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
to try to just help a n****
Now all these hoes wanna fuck a n**** (Fuck)
And that's just from Casper
Already surrounded by actors (Actors)
Imagine when I
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N
I'm on 290 going 100
Ion promote my battles
But All my people Find me getting blunted
When I found out how they crossing knew they Slimy
finish up this album
I love you
Stacks
Girl I got everything I want in life
But you not by my side
Everytime you come around I be catching butterflies
You
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