Lyrics:
Regime, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Album to the face, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Yes, it's that nigga you Love 2 Hate
Young nigga, wit money, you Love 2 Hate
every eye as I pass by
I know that on the outside, he's disgusting
And even on the inside, he's disgusting
But I know that this time, I'm making it
the market
Everybody get ya body rocked by this
Whether outside or inside, nothin' can stop my ride
I hit the charts up like I hit a drive by
When my voice
[Intro: "interviewer" (Skinnyman)]
"So Skinnyman, now that you've signed a deal with talkin loud and your currently
recording your album, how's this
a
beautiful day, i give thanks and praise for everything that i am! Now that it's time to get ready and i dunno what to
wear, today i will leave off my make-up
a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self
the shoe box
I got bank accounts
Things that I own up
A nice guy, but don't cross me for no push ova'
Remember high school days, winters was colda'
But pay your ties times money, I divise wise cunning little plans
To withstand when cats drive by funny
Like I ain't got what he got, I don't play that
well with the pen, now I'm sicker again
Y'all been waiting for this album to drop
And off the top like a pringle I been waiting to pop
It's my time
This was supposed to be the happy album what happened?
I don't know life came crashing
I don't know I've been slacking
This my life now this what's
Mama I wrote you this song
So I can say wad I feel I know I don't tell this very often
But I really love you I'd never change on you by putting someone
of days
Just think it takes two to tan-go
I been so blue today (Yeah)
Take my time with the music, I finally make it, lose everything (Uh)
My house, my car,
straight
When your name they announce it
I be ready to pounce it
Love the way that you bounce it
When the money I counts it
By your beauty surrounded
Booty
Hi there
Are you new here
If you are let me tell you what's fair
I'm what talks to you in your mind every time
You do something wrong and makes you
dog I know that we sacred
L’s in my life stand for lessons
Can’t take a step back when that L was progression
No time to reflect if you stuck
the line when you the one that use to lead it
Judged by the cover could of took the time to read it
Been a hell of a season
50 every game this year
I finally
them n**** Ghandi
Album never see the light of day
I know the radio won't be a Yandhi
Pearls on me like some prayer beads
Paper thicker than Quarans
Big
rappin' about pasta
If you bitches think I'm one flavor then go tell them hoes hasta
Y'all had time, now it's Basta Wey
Burn down careers with this fuego
Christian?
(No, me ah Muslim)
Me did ah go tell you read yuh Bible
But alright, go read yuh Quran
(Respect DJ)
(By di way me love di album) Mad
(Me
Young Rome
1st album
I'm here now
Yo yea
Let me get at y'all for a second
Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows
rocking microphones
Sin, sin
Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes,
When I hit it twice it’s the only time, I give two fucks
My life so private call my friend’s members
Life so private cameras make me nervous
Girls
Only time you see me with a
Scrub if she a CNA
If he know I scammed Jesus
What would Jesus say?
How I'm feeling, fuck Ichiban
It's a pita day
Yeah, fuck
the old days
You think I like Coldplay
I hear what you don't say
I could read between the lines
As if I broke up coke upon the New York Times
I'm making
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