Lyrics:
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
buy the mall at
Room to small tear the walls out
Shop til you drop mean shop til you fall out
You know how No Limit do go all out
Aint my fault, we
I need multiple streams of income it's like I need a money machine
No matter how long or how hard it may seem
Cause I'm going all out there ain't no
Gorilla in the jungle, man, I don't sing song
Bang my chest like my name King Kong
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu,
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
a-part
Came straight out the trailer park
Screamin', "I'm proud to shop at K-Mart," and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as they
and repeated evasion profits
I know that my copings so rare
Each time I seem more hopeless oh well
The highs don't breathe in focus, who cares
Relapsing still
skrrr i'll tell you again
I don't care to be none of your friends
I make ends, meet making you meet your ends
I'll beat you then remix and beat you again
don't know how to act
But I'm tellin' them, baby, bye, fall back
He's so good, and he knows how to love me
But so hood, and he's so heavy in
don't know how to act
But I'm tellin' them, baby, bye, fall back
He's so good, and he knows how to love me
But so hood, and he's so heavy in
I'm out here maturing (Listen to your heart)
Fuck it, let another year go by
cnd by this time my songs are blowing up, I'm out all the time
Then one
the rest of 'em doin' time
And do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm goin' through it)
I don't come around, so I guess it's out of sight, out of mind
You just might powder your nose
If you step on the mic after me drug residue
Every time I leave the booth
You fall far behind
A time machine can't save
dope boy persona
Drop top, winter, spring, fall, or summer
Young niggas balling like we hit the numbers
I done got the ball, I fucking cannot fumble
I'm trying to make it man I'm out here and I'm on the grind
Don't give a fuck what niggas thinking yo I'm getting mines
I'm by myself don't need no
used to things
And I don't care what you say about me
They say
That he does it with the best
Runs it in the west
Tatted on his chest (Uh, huh)
I like it
look like an Asian
Yeah
Can’t even cap my boys crazy
My niggas at work you can shop nigga Macy’s
Yeah I met this bitch ha name Macy
She suck she ain’t
doing? " "Hanging out with shawnna
Yeah, you nuttin' honey
Ain't I fresh, ain't I clean?
Ain't I riding through the city in the meanest machine
the same for them
I tuned out most of the noise
Started a brand new project
I called it Sapita Music
To document all of this
Don't want to use my full name
I
Came straight out the trailer park screaming
I'm proud to shop at K-Mart, and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this
We Outta Here NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA
Fuck UR feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling
If you want a t-shirt bruv just ask
If I see any more boy better garms
Ill put on my V for Vendetta mask
And come to your shop and
Start wrapping up
diss myself better, B-Rabbit
Gaucho, I get my steak with some veg'
but I never had my beef and came out cabbaged
Chip don't have it, ooh, he's savage
You Grand M
Fall back and get smacked by the
Back of my damn hand
Man I ain't mumble neither
You don't want to rumble neither
Float like a Butterfly
I
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