Lyrics:
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I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
or die chick
Sittin by my side
While I'm on my grind
Livin this life of mine
Blows my mind
And she one of a kind
This for my blue heart love
Summer 2014
what happened
The two weeks went by
You called on FaceTime
Said you was done with him
Foreal this time
I gave you another chance
Gave our love another
by putting on a show
Call me misogynistic, but I never called you out your name
And if I gotta be honest, it's a damn shame
That you wanna run this
Yeah
I swear y'all niggas oblivious
When I blow up and I'm at the top
They gon' be asking who's kid is this
Hit me on all types of phoniness
I check
Untitled will be ageless
'Cause this shit is my magnum opus
Like me it's damn ambitious
To raise the bar so fearless
'Cause it feels like no one else is
Your
you already know
Yeah, Yeah
Check it
It's gonna go something like this
Pepe, run it
Yeah New York, Where I'm from
The city that never sleeps
So I
grooves
Just like the grooves in a record, I’m smooth with my gesture
Simplify the syllable and vilify my mind’s efforts
What is time? Does time exist? No?
to make my tune sell
Call yourself a singer-writer
You're just bluffin'
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothin'
I sing fast, I know that
know this is your fault!
clways your monster... clways your monster... I am the monster in your mind
I'm always gonna be your monster
I'm never
'm talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
'm talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
Yeah I'm about to switch the flow
Yeah this shit is way too slow
New kid on the block
And she really want my cock
And this song aint even drop
But she
I don't Feel what you feel no more
Last time you were just a whore
This isn't gona be our time
I Don't Care
Didn't mean to blow your mind
Needed
I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
that I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
falling into love for the first time
Thought I knew what love was but not this kind
Only two words and how you had me mesmerized
(That's Real)
Kid's fly
little Timmy
He was bright and polite, he was always real friendly
He was young man, just Fifteen
Used to always see him on the block where the kids be
the only one who
Wasn’t rushing to saying nothing
This doesn’t mean I lost my dream
It’s just right now I got a
Really crazy mind to clean
Nah, I didn’t
life's a game I'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows I'm still standin'
Now as time went on the the two kept
wear your mind away like Alzheimer
I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama-
Dia, A-O this year we leavin em in trauma
Then after me, I plan
pop
Nigga?
This off top, but I ain't gon' stop man, I
Stay on D-Block like I started as The Lox
Nigga
I used to fear that the
Bitches didn't like me
crashed out on my couch
Really didn’t know at the time
That I didn’t have a normal life
And when I took that attitude to a new
Neighborhood I had to learn
witness to this
Del-val-syllable stylist
You know the time, kid
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up
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