Lyrics:
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
at pretending
That's why I split, end it
So I'm back on that 999 sad shit
Back on that 666 mad shit
Back on that 333 bad shit
Skip to that wicked no wand but
Sometimes I start the day with a blunt
By the end of the day I prolly smoke like 100
True story, its sad man, I don't even know why im chasing
that
to tell me the sky was mine?
Nine was my lucky number
Call 999
The cloud is crying, stuck in the thunder
Cowed by age's climb and I'm under
Thumb my palms
a challenge to challenge to get the money tree
Now I dream girls with thick curves
But the money is lacking that why I'm getting all nerves
(Shit)
Light up
and ride
I can't tell you why 7 ate 9, for half of a 10 you can eat this bine
We don't fuck with pigs and vermin
Round here, 999 is a no no no but we don't
getting money real fast fast fast
We hitting ops like smack smack smack
Don't tell me to stop, santa stacks that sack, yuh
1400, 999
How we livin, bitch you
big in all black so they calling me Shaq
Taking that trip and I'm making it back
Die for the gang but I live by the strap
You fiending for titties then
Days passed by it turned to years from months
I can't even cry since I started taking drugs
Got no dopamine in my brain and it sucks
It's only me I
Imma run it up
Blue 100s in a crate
Imma run it up
I'll be there one day
That car zooming right by
Punch buggy you owe me two
I'll be there one day
Since one
Had 999 problems
Like spiny tines on a dolphin
I'm really not fitting in
With tiny minds sitting often
I'm stomping upon a pedal
These some
No matter what they do
We must live
I still believe we must survive
No man born by woman can stop u
Gbojum
Oluwa no go leave us
Bigtins no go dodge
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
betcha betta know ian steppin’ by my
Motha fuckin' self I got the gang with me on this Album all we do is bang
Its OT$ Gang we betta than you lames putcha
Priest was forced to take his album underground
And now he will no longer suffer
Reviewing this album, you gotta ask yourself why
Look at every song,
"By And By The Way"
words and music © Grant Maloy Smith
From the album APPALACHIA: AMERICAN STORIES
Deep in contemplation
Praying in my hands
Lord
the song
I actually did not know that it would get to
The point that grandmothers are
Talking about it
You know? Like why did I give
Them that level
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
(That's on god)
Life's okay (Yeah), but sometimes tough (That's the album name)
I been lost that's why the album's called that (It is)
Wish i weren't so
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
gon’ win over and over and
Over and then you wake up
You still can’t believe it! You know
Why? Because you was lied
To by Google you was lied
To by Mark
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
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