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I'm here to close the gap, you can call me Mr. Heaven Sent
Call me Mr. Medicine, alliteration is a gift
I've come along way, it's mad
got all these bitches shook, Tryna figure me out, they feelin' obligated
Save yourself from heartache, be about your paper
If I'm about you you'll
Anita Baker then I got exposed
To Prince i think
It was "The Beautiful Ones" He was screaming
At the end and this lady who
Was playing it was saying
But that's the only excuse she could give him
He said, "Mama, I can't take it. I've got to leave you. I'm gonna leave you."
When she tried
the way up out the mud before I got here, they ain't really want me to shine
Plus I ain't never think I was like one of you niggas, I've been this way
a pеrson, you shittin’ me?
Lookin’ at my bitch I can tell by her
Facе that I coulda bought a purse, fuck that
It coulda been worse, trust that
Think about
Colour in my life had faded
All I wanted was to be seen
Just to be seen by you
But now I'm coming apart at the seams
Heartache, heartbreak, I'm so numb
you've been doing blow
If you check your phone in secret
Do you think that I don't know?
I can even tell by the way you dress
That you've got a date with
to the top, cos I'm sick of being hip
Man this hip hops rich and that's a no bitch
I've got my woman by my side, she carries my pride and I still haven't lied
Well today I started loving you again
And I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartaches mend
on you but my friend can (yeah)
Got a hammer and I called it West Ham (yeah)
Still SHM not a westman
Yeah I've come a long way from them days
Focus
I used to think my life was so empty
I used to think life was passin' me by
Well, I was just about ready
To curl up and die
But then one day I
the western skies my heart blew open wide,
When eighteen said he'd marry me, until his wife found out, and Buck Owens tried to kiss me, but then he kicked me
of the Triss, I got closed eyelids
Like bro I can't even open my fuckin' eyes right
I feel like a plumber cuz I got that shit on me
Walk in the party with 500
Today I started loving you again
And so I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
attending these family meetings
It's a blessing that my hearts still beating
It's a blessing I got loved ones looking out for me and I still don't see it
You see the way I work?
You would think it's slavery days
Stuck with this pen and paper
Tryna make it pay me papes
Look, I've got no deal
You dig? I
Spilling out my guts
I been coughing blood
Take me for a chump
I been fucking up
Compromised by what I've done
I think I've had enough
Tears are
Well, today I started lovin' you again
I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
Then
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
Kay
Another drink in my cup, got me feeling alright
I'll be good by tonight
Another blunt to the face, now she staying the night
Couple shots in my
the outside looking in
Bet you would think I got it made, better look again
I got butler, got a maid, and a mansion
The belief is that I'm living out
got a hundred bucks
Daddy let me take his truck
In this truck, I had a mic
I had my niggas set it up
Arrive on 37th Street
Think my past just set me up
these castle walls
Honestly to me, I think I'd lose every benefit of all that I've accomplished
If my kids never win at shit
Me knowing this, why
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