Lyrics:
everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare
Cross me like the gold you wear
Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air
So much smoke that I'm comatose,
excited for this album
I think this album is definitely your baby
And it's definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people
And a lot of people are going
link up but na me go pay for cab ( na scam)
Oh you're the best rapper here, you drop album but na party jam we dey hear ( na scam)
Oh you want to go
lyst
Til å putte spyd igjennom meg
Spytter cyphers om å ta meg
Men gir ikke lyd i fra seg
Baby book en billett til
Bergen By for stor bror yeah
Her er
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
discipline
When I experience pain
I know how to collect herbs
To draw them out
To draw the pain out
Nature is my pharmacist
Essential oils are my best friends
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
want to do rap?
Oh my god, it's the best
Bitches let me draw up on their breasts
Literally I can reinvent myself
I get a forum to project myself
It's
balek balek balek
Oh j’ai dit je m’en balek
J’ai dit je m’en balek balek balek
I’m not enticed by fake folks
Now for God sake go
Get another girl you gon
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
WIFE.
LAZY ASS MEN SPEND ALL DAY IN CHURCH
WHILE I WORK TO BE RICH AND THEY THINK IS RITUAL
ONE THING IS I'M A GOLD DIGGER
WHETHER HIGH OR LOW I'M
And from the greats
We emulate
Like Kobe's fade
Or Family traits
On my own yeah that's fine for now
Said we fishers of the men and they biting now
Ima tell
bitch for the whole album
Keep talkin' that shit, you know I'm with the drama
Uh, uh, I'm fuckin' up, I fuckin' know I'm the best
I come from the G, 14
Quduus
Holy tongue words made of gold
Quduus
Lyrics of the God spit a scroll
Quduus
Black Gods circling my soul
The Truth
Garvey like made from
in work that's worth more
Than your whole shift coming in first
The place goes to the gold kid take the cup
I'll give you the medal like hold this
there’s no more green Oakland pills in my bag
I’m not really dying but I’m not fine
I don’t really know what to call that line
The best of both worlds
I probably
Won't come if there's not a fee
And if they try come stoppin' me
I swerve both ways, dichotomy
I like women and men (Yeah)
Work so
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
No man should live life dreamin’ without execution
Excellence invades souls to do this
Hard work, should not elude us
Instead become congruent
I took the risk so they can't say I never tried
Put in work stood by my word they can't say I ever lied
Fire burning all inside you can see it in my
"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether
Gold, Silver, Precious jewels
Woodhay Stuble, hear this news
Someday
Your work
Will be tried
Through the fire!
Will it stay or will it burn
The thing
when
I put him to sleepnow dream Cass'
(DreamCast) i'm a crocodile
They say I'm the best as soon
As I jot it down
What sense do this make? How
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