Lyrics:
'bout to take mine
'Round the same time of that Blueprint 1
And these beats in my pocket was that blueprint for him
I'd play my little songs in that
'bout to take mine
'Round the same time of that Blueprint 1
And these beats in my pocket was that blueprint for him
I'd play my little songs in that
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
one girl really not enough
So loud so proud it's just too much
Thank god you keep to yourself and you're little bunch
You acting so woke but you be
why are you acting tough?
was one girl really not enough?
So loud, so proud, it's just too much
Thank god you keep to yourself and you're little bunch
told and got a nigga sentence for one
He aint raise you to be no bitch be no snitch
Spent to much time with your moms sweet old bitch
We was chewing
know
You should know
You should know
You should know
You should know
Papa just copped a Mustang
Lookin' at you like it must sting
Sweatin' me
time and try to reminisce
And all you get is little flashes, a piece of the past
And as each year pass you start to realize that the only thing that last
be living in a dream
I must have died and this is Hell, 'cause nothing's as it seems
It's a living, breathing nightmare, it gets worse the more you
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
and I done lived a lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryna get a little savings, yeah coupons (God)
I spit that A1 every day,
and after that you will be righteous folk by
Repenting before committing the sin
One from among them said, Do not kill Joseph, but if you must do something,
heart desired, anything that he could rake and scrape
He spent his last dime on the woman because he loved her
And you know, girls
You can take love
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
as a good little hood thing
Look at blues, rock, jazz, rap
Not even talkin' about music
Everything else too
By the time it reach Hollywood it's over
But
above you, but I win
Mixing up juice with the gin
Hitting up Snoop for the 10 or remix what he spent
Got some left up in the tank
But if I'm in the bank
you would have to believe
In things like Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
And all the Prophets and...
Yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is
Nathaniel no
There must be more to life
There has to be a way
That we can restore the life
The light that we have lost
(EXPLOSION)
Parson:
Dear God
a memory
So when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feelin'?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meanin'?
I mean that I don't have the time for
of the budget
And I'm a must of the crunk shit
YOU GET DOWN
You don't know the meaning of dope anyhow
You probably think I'm a joke by now
But we got more clay
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
still
I've been taking some time to be by myself
And I've spent half my life ill
But just as sure as the tide start turning
Just as sure as the night
're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fu-ing just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
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