Lyrics:
cat, shrooms got me thinking
About my nine lives
I see the younger me
And I go and give him high-fives
Used to whip the Saab on the ACH drive-bys daily
Shawty got a figure butt can't fit up in them jeans yea
Girl, don't you know you're only due for finer things now
Carry all this cash and I'm covered
your drama (I don't need it)
I'm taking my brother to school
Really can't play by your rules
Really can't play with the fakes
Really can't play with
schemes
What you gonna do when the bills come due?
Better put on your boots and make some moves
You gotta make moves, it's time to go to work
Put them
moves I paid dues but all of that then fell through .. damn
No matter what I do it just ain’t enough .. nah
Gon’ have to roll something then pour me up
Threw her love so fast
She put me in a daze
Never knew that love
Could come so many ways
Strike one she took me by surprise
Strike two right in
dark to see the driver inside
I heard a voice though I couldn't see the face
And it asked me if I wanted to race
Then he lit a cigarette and by
Hook:
I'm hitting different, I'm driven by motives.
Not one of them, see me bother by bogus.
Stand firm on my word, no voucher noticed.
By any means,
we're due to
I said I don't know I just want to feel alive tonight
Well I don't know I just want to feel alive tonight
Remember high life isn't won by
Will be the same day M.T.v. Play videos
That was a little joke, voila
Praises due to the most high, Allah
Praises due to the most fly, Prada
Baby I'm
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
Well let me tell you, bout a cat called Joe
When he was still around, Every night he would go
Down by the grave, where his true love did lay
He would
and win
They plan to fight and do it here
By making sure that the United States loses its patience
That the troops lose their hope
That their morale is
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
sing the blues, for the forsaken and the used
the mistaken the confused the lost forever paying dues
the sad the crestfallen the depressed the rest
it's due
I need my gang to never fold
I need that crossbody, that polo sport
With pockets for the pole
I need the fake up out the way
I need the gang up
on the stage let the lyrics repel
Hearing, make your money but don't let it make you
Make your money don't forget to pay your dues
Same dudes you owe money too,
She said boy I'm not yo type, it's cool girl cause I like you (Cause I like you)
What you getting into tonight, you said you got some shit due (You
ricordi quando stavamo sul tram
Ridevamo tra due ciao ed un come va
Non ti ho detto ciò che provavo davvero
Perché si paga ad esser sincero
Forse è
the making
I ain’t here to play about mine
Told my family imma make it
Said it’s all in due time
Been out on my own
On my way imma find
Everyday I gotta get it
want does not last forever
Skylines aren't all just the same
And I fly not due to their fame
'Cause what I want does not last forever
I've been shining
these hurdles feel like crossfit
Holdin on to faith feel like a soft grip
Not too many on this path to walk with
Looking at me like these dues ain’t ain’t
in the mix
Hit the booth for an hour and it multiply by six
I get lost in the music, I'm a bomb without the tick
Had my share of missing while I'm
I'm a haphazard
The elephant in the room was the fly on the wall
Anti-Z0 fuck what's cool by ya'll
My whole camp fire nigga Kumbaya
My whole camp
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