Lyrics:
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
EV''RYTHING PASS YOU BY, YOU'RE ONLY HERE ONCE
AND I'VE BEEN HERE LONGER THAN MOST OF YOU."
SO STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO BUY THIS ALBUM,
SO I CAN PLANT ROSES
Uh, you know I still run with that, that blood of a slave
Boiling in my veins
It's just hot until a nigga can't take it no more
Blood of a slave,
acquired a team
Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' Supreme
Now the whole world wonders what's his next move
That all depends on what I feel that I need
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking
buns
I was a dick, a literal piece of shit having fun
Never clicked, that I overstepped my reason to run
And she was pissed, with reason an asshole
This album is dedicated to all the times i thought i’d never amount to nothin
All the times i lied and said i wasnt sufferin
Fuck the cops, fuck
And I count all the stacks I make by day, aye
CoolRaf the album
Hope fame is the outcome
Always been outside the group, now I'm in the middle like Malcolm
times you got dropped
I'm cut throat when any track runs, I smack none's
It's the rough method that makes Muslims run and pack guns
I'm volcanic,
RUN in em'
Now run it back
Just like a running back
Me
I got a hundred raps
Beef you don't want none of that
I gave yall the game now it's time to run
so cautiously
R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace
Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me
Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
breathe slow
I run in with these fantastic amalgams
Painting casket-bound careers to peers
Gunning with classic albums
Security's the javelin, catch it
gotta be great full
This that kick back, roll something
Only to inherent vibes
Surrounded by the people that love you That'll never tell you lies
Or so
album, in one night
I just wanna make things right
I just wanna walk in the path of light
Right hand to God, yeah, shining super bright
In this very
times make a true friend afraid to ask for currency (oh whoa, yeah)
But you could run to me when you need and I'll never leave
Honestly, someone
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
I'm still here
I ain't ever went nowhere
I'm still here
Let's get one thing clear
I'm still here
If you ain't know by now
Take a good look around,
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