Lyrics:
I been through, everything I dreamed
Only motivates my hunger
Get that shit by any means (Aah)
I feel like I made it
Don't gotta be famous to be
to cry
Have you ever had the devil look you in your eyes
Young nigga, don’t you know no good
Have you ever seen somebody make it out yo hood
Have you ever
don't care about the red carpet
Thanks 50
Murda let's go
Young Thug and Gunna got hit with the RICO
They usin' rap lyrics against them and that shit
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered in her lipstick
the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered in her lipstick
vibrataaa
Look at her walk that's a model yea
Y'all don't wanna play with me the jig is us yea
Agitate aggi Jigga agg
Flip your name backwards
my nigga yea
do this?)
ALL D TIME
If u see me with that chick and that demon jealousy tries to creep in
Forget it don't sweat it
You and me fit like hand and glove
don't know the whole fire
In the dark, shoot sparks like rim with no tire
I don't deal with the lames, I'd much rather blow by ya
They known to spit
I wrote some raps that make sure that my lifeline
Reekin' the scent of a reaper, ensuring that my allegiance
With the other side may come soon
heaven with your lies
Fuck a handout you know I did it myself
And I keep my head down and work and I'm giving them hell
Look power to the people middle
Your pussy ain't worth the Ramada
(Uh oh) Anyway your friend looks hotter
(Uh oh) Game is somethin' we got alot a
2 -(Uh oh) Cause I don't want no
in with
My sick lyrical raps now
Im anxious to fuck all you
And give you larengites
And become famous your just like can-a-bitch
Don't no when to quit
to murder you on the verse, you pussy
I be back and I'm practically slashin' your ass
With these raps that I stash on my pad
If you faggots attack me, I'll
I don't wanna see resistance
Keep on talkin', look at you
You can't compete with me, keep walkin'
We got problems, keep your distance
I don't wanna
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
at yourself in the same old way
Take another picture
Shoot the stars off in your own backyard
Don't look any further
And you will see
It's the stuff that dreams
shining in his eyes
Don't look at yourself in the same old way
Take another picture
Shoot the stars off in your own backyard
Don't look any further
trash so you making mass cash
But your rap's still crap so I don't give a rat's ass
Cats blast gats that's super wack
Yeah I just said super wack does
mark any beat
Spread this to the industry, lyrics like a chopper piece
Flow right through your fitted T, pull this through with chemistry
Hottest
huggin and cryin
Don't come back, the rap competition's gettin hurt up
Be with an inch of ya life, and then an inch further
Been heard of, this crew takin
to this shit
My bitch bad, Any further info will hurt you
You should pay attention to only business that serves you
Problems piling on me, If it were you,
through all our existence
Through fright and then faint-hearted
Had been warning men not to push any further
Yeah!
You and I we ain't the same, look at you!
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