Lyrics:
nothing much to say
Strong in the head
And bound to stay that way
I got almost everything except that little key
To the gateway of love
Gateway of love
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
set up in the crib and live
Word! Man, but yo..
I'm on that song ass first, I'm on the last verse
Finish line 24 but I got 20 more things I gotta do
of every given minute
Here's a jam for the world and the 7 billion in it
Limits we know not
Don't really want to stop
Go-getter's get what they got by
while them flys can't stand it
Can't lie me and mine had planned it since 09
When I got back in the studio paying for time
Writing rhymes trying to climb
I got it in me
Look me in the eye, when you're talk to me
I felt the need to preach
Now look at me I'm writing a speech
For all the listeners,
You got to dream – so you can be who you conceive
Baby – I – I believe I believe in me
I believe – I believe I believer I’ll be – Me
Never stunting –
you just get distant
I'm just too persistent, but just got resisted
Grab my little daughter and my son and kissed 'em
Not a day goes by when I ain't
..... I just wanna get by, live right, go hard
Rock ice, I just wanna shine bright
Tryna have a good night,
Get high, live life, get fly,
While I
by her waist
Yeah I had to do her dirty yeah I went and did the race
Found another one latina, yeah she got a pretty face
Little mami I am royalty, you
gots rocks in air
PJ's on the runway, Young got air
I don't land at a airport, I call it the clear port
Therefore, I don't wanna hear more
Back
arm as my Piaget (Woo!)
If I leave today, throw the keys away
But I'mma live today, I wanna see tomorrow, I wanna lead the way, aow!
Yeah, I
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
a lil umbrella
Game shooter I take trips to the Bermuda so many cars
I got more keys than a computer
Screens fall like snow on a vacation to Alaska
Fly
The rest gangsta on the real man you know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons wit me
Dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back
Half
the lake outside away you flow
And this I know
I got 100 on my dash, got 200 in my trunk
Name in the grab bags, put my Bible in the trunk
Taaka vodka
Yeah
Something for the fans
Yo
I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home
I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone
I got
hopeless, living in this world
Of brutality
Nothing will ever get better
Society is imperfect, so we kill each other
They told me, patience is the key
I
'm saying and shut
I'm just tryna put it, so I can make something happen
You just turned me off by the way that you was gabbling
Look I'm all the way live
on her way
I hear her records every day
I got close but no guitar
I still play piano bars, still drive that same ol' car
I live in that little shack
by the end of day, better just say what you gotta just say
Or you best get out my fuckin' way
So whether I just gotta keep on diggin' up in dirt
Just
I am just kidding no purpose in winning
If losing my soul is a part of the enemy's deal
How's it feel?
Meal after meal
People clapping seals
Got some
The jailer felt that
Unease in himself that he so resented
He looked to The Torchbearer as if
To say "watch this one"
Before unleashing the keys from his belt
the key
Every night I sit awake and dream of what I wanna be
Ain't got the lyrics or the flow or the videos to show
And if I tried to play a show I couldn't
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