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I ain't gon take that back
Should I cry
Should I laugh
Should I jump and touch the sky
I don't know how I feel
I ain't even sure if this is real
up
There's only one legend alive
The rest you gotta dig up
You acting like it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your
without you
'Cause when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days
Then a week goes by you know it takes my breath away
All the minutes in
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
the time 'fore my heart stops
So it's fuck 'em all, like a king I'ma have it all
I'ma have it all, I'ma ball like I'm Chris Paul
It don't matter what they
I’ll shoot
She always comes first
Even in the bedroom baby so bad bad and you know I can’t help it
By Jon-Paul Ruiz
It's like Paul said man, I die every day man
See, it's like a, a day on Earth is a, like a thousand years in Heaven
Youknow'msayin? What if I, what if I
tell you we paid more
You love a good hand whenever the card dealt
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna
Pop pop hearing shots in the dark
Let it go off we been hot from the start
All eyes on me like a CV cough
We the new beginning like a word by the dot
it's from all of the trouble that you cause right
Can't sleep at night, that's when you want to have a ball right
Think you temptations forever like Paul
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
Dutty Paul d'even wan' laugh
(Nutt'n nuh funny 'bout it, dutty yeah)
One time (you see)
Bring more, bring more
(Women yeah me wan' more girls
to crip walk
You don’t want to see me pissed off
Aye, I don’t spread no gossip, I don’t shit talk
Aye I pass out the work, like I’m Chris Paul
Aye, tipping
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
you," it's "Fuck everybody"
Niggas talk behind my back, I feel a way about it
It hurt me worse then when I act like I don't care about it
Pillow
like I'm Chris Paul
Flag out with that gang yea we posted up
Yea we pull strings like orchestra
When it come to the music I'm straight outta mud
I don't
and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do(do)
don't get it confused
to Akademiks
Say this shit is trash again, I'll have you twisted
Like you had it when you thought you had me slippin' at the telly
Even when I'm gettin'
1st verse
welcome to the house of pain where drama if you starting yo blood will pour like it's fucking raining
claim to fame Let it Bang
bend
Where this bitch at? I need some top, man
(Where she at?)
Niggas stealin' all my bars
I'm like, "Stop, man"
(Goddamn) i ain't even want this shit
It
the twos
When I feel like sin is creeping in, I make sure that the Word has been seeping in
Ways of making that paper been easy then
We been applying that
[Chorus]
Trill is when you're hustlin', trill is when you're grindin'
Trill is when you punch in that clock overtimin'
Trill is when you keep it
never seen rocks like this
(Holla at me baby)
You can see me from afar, I'm the shit
Scream at me, what it do, what it is?
(What it do?)
It's Paul
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