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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
Last but not least, I wanna thank me
I wanna thank me for believin' in me
I wanna thank me for doing all this hard work
I wanna thank me for
back in summer I should drop a summer tune
But I've been working fucking hard, the second album's coming soon
I swear, GSAP Forever
of the world and there's a war coming you best pick a side And fight or else my destiny is dead to me and there's no point in wanting a high
Just go to your
James
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular
I'm not packin the mac in the back of the Acura
I'm just spittin some flows that's
James
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
When I was in that jungle we was toting all sticks
You talking beef I'm getting cars flipped
Have a nigga screaming out ooh awe shit
The album coming
God given
This is hard livin', mixed with Cristal sippin'
It's the most consistent, Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc
and you know the vibes
Time to express don't go and hide
Nothing to fear G by your side
Ready to steer, it's a nice ride
Look at my eyes you see no lie
Yeah Yeah It's pain
At the time I needed you most why did you
By my side seeing a ghost why did you you know it man
All this time needed a coach why
Grab you pussies by the cunt
I said grab you pussies by the cunt
You dirty rotten scoundrel
Flow hittin hard you need an Advil
You niggaz actin gayer
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
alle og enhver
For folk er pisseligeglade med, hvem fanden du er
Om du er sort og hvid og rød og blå, fra Fyn eller jyde
For København er en by med fuck
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
All through the night
You’ll be by my side
Me and you
Making love
All through the night
All through the night
You'll be by my side
Me and you
Making
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
We straight
Extra, extra read all about it
The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable album
Fuck a truce put the side on the news
Got
They want the album
I’m taking my time
Payin’ my dues
You payin’ dem fines
Word to billie eilish you rappers lying
Boxed in ya’ll been moving like
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
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