Lyrics:
know from the sandbox
Now I ain't know lil' baby had an ass now
She look at me, like, "Why the fuck is you mad now?"
Bitch, you look way better than
invented this real
Been the same since my deal
If you try to say that I'm changin'
Wait for the album, see how you feel
My third album, my Graduation
choosing this exit
I'm sorry, I couldn't take it
I left you, left your hearts aching
I hurt you, by choosing this exit
Maybe your life was too short, but
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
gotta holla at you about somethin'
Give me one second
Nah, you been ignorin' me for years
I wanna talk to you right now about my rap career
But I'ma
this i can be Michael you can be Apollonia
For real For real
Tell your father I got hit by a thunderbolt (thunderbolt thunderbolt thunderbolt)
nothing means
Nothing's ever bad
Here's to the children and flowers
Who play by the hours and never have to win
You see when there is no choosing
There is
out from
And I wouldn't consider you equal like other people
Where the fuck is your album?
Shit to you is a hobby and obviously y'all
Ain't knowing
2020
I have seven minutes left in order for me to turn in this album
But this album, um
I want to give to you guys a little introduction to this album
(For your eyes) Let her know my life is on it
(For your eyes)
For your eyes only
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand
know elephants and lions
I'm an elephant hotel man
And I eat what I can
I eat what I can
I eat a monkey for breakfast
I ate a skunk for lunch
I'm
And From Spain Back Out To Texas
This Albums For My Fans But Yo This Hook Is For Me Ex's
[Chorus: Trey]
This One Is For You Girl
You Know Who You Are Girl
don't slack a minute
Lucy work harder
Lucy gone call you even when Lucy know you love your Father
I'm Lucy
I loosely heard prayers on your first album
know aint no way you go as hard as I go (yeah yeah)
Bring them hoes to the hotel (to the hotel)
B-Body bag em tell your boyfreind we got his whole drip
pimp
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three emcees
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside,
tap dance for your advance
Then lie to all the field niggas
Bout how you got your chance
Swear you been a renegade but
Nigga please you've been afraid
an earthquake,
Trunk bound to make an earth shake
Every day is a movie for me, you like the destination on the first day
Telling me it's a birthday, new shoes
an earthquake,
Trunk bound to make an earth shake
Every day is a movie for me, you like the destination on the first day
Telling me it's a birthday, new shoes
a hundred percent
True story
I was, I was thinkin' like
Yo, if anything, man, like
I gotta do an album for Nems
You know what I'm sayin'?
Like, for
I keep peakin' out the curtain from the hotel
The music is so loud, but it's almost as though
I don't hear no sound, I should get ready for the show
are probably delirious
I know that I don't have a lot of fame right now but that'll come
Try and name another 15 year old with an album
If you drinking
everywhere I go they create
A little home for me
SF: Both those who, I suppose
Describe themselves as your critics and
Those who adore you, as I
Do I’m
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