Lyrics:
the gooder great
I'm in a better place
I been cleansed by all the rain
Cause when the rain falls
The lightening been striking Me
Enlightens deep, my
me they say that was a doper me
Once again I'm seeing what nobody was supposed to see
Supposedly even the people that are close to me
Think I'm over
that I was too dark
And yet she's darker than me
Every gun put to my head
By dudes who look just like me
To this skin I won't pledge
I've never felt
when i go to beef with them
They always wanna show me tails double sided coins me and
Bars are twins conjoined my bars'll kill a fucking rapper
coming through
Still with my team, I don't run off like you
Stacking it up, boy it's bread by the loaf
Outer space flow, so it's Rick Owen's coat
Beat
helped me out
With this album, Temoc, Najee
E-Money, e'ry body that gave me a feature
And everyone else, and I'd like to give a special thanks
rappers are fixed parts
And they know it, they can't hold it, if they see me then they going
All you rappers go by Queen She, I'm the King Owen
If you're
on my shoulder
Tellin' me to go in, I'mma stop the game
Blow the whistle like Snowden, young Terrell Owens
Makin' noise, still one of the greats though
Nigga, my album got better things
And people changed when I got in the game
Niggas call me I don't even know how you know my name?
How the fuck you get
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay,
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay,
racks
(Why you talking bout racks?)
Because I’m really making racks
20 bucks an hour I give 5 to God
I just 200 on the Autobahn
From the last album took
a single album now everybody knows us
Sipping on boba never watching Roma
Replacing my Mercedes that got taken by the tow truck
Yeah bitch, the next drinks
Yo, yo, yo 1, 2, 3, in the place to be
Having a P-A-R T-Y check me out now
Whoever dare to follow
Eats humble pie with merde gelatto
Nowadays you
It ain't a shortcut to success I took the long way
Keep it a buck and now they fuck wit me the long way
Niggas really know that J.R. he done really
the dark
With me myself and my broken heart
He always been my nigga until death tore us apart
He really my day one he been by my side from the start
And I
All my niggas if you with me (nobody)
Where you at? (Oh)
All my soldiers if you with me (yeah, baby, yeah)
Where you at? (Oh)
All my hustlas if
All my niggas if you with me (nobody)
Where you at? (Oh)
All my soldiers if you with me (yeah, baby, yeah)
Where you at? (Oh)
All my hustlas if
!
Wha-wh-what are we calling this track?
(Track 13 Of My New Album')
Okay, uhh, imaginative, imaginative (Yeah! Well you know,)
(Does what it says on the box, you
got a boner
Superman tried to f- me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't
me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't work
But all bullshit aside, I hit a stride
Still Shady inside, hair
Say she wanna get choked but not by the noose
She got a man he don't know what to do
Fuck 1 bad bitch I need 2
I blew out her back and then she
voyage
And sayonara, see you fuckers tomorrow
Get some R&R and marinate in some marinara
And have a Coke and a smile, don't make me open a jar
Of whip
and your baby are cuddling
Funny how I say that shit cause these women want none of me
Wait
Skateboard right under me
Enemies just front to me
So dumb to me
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