Lyrics:
get paid
I really been dreaming bout better days
Working so hard that I feel like a slave
Finally made it got up out of the maze
Now look at me I am
what I wanted instead
Of a boring painful life for that I'll be always in your debt
So I'm writing this letter man
One late night, hope I don't jack it
Whooping my ass oh my god it hurts so bad
Please make it stop, Mom where the fuck are you at?
On second thought, fuck it man I don't give a fack
So I made
monstrosity
I was led by the sheep
Became a shepherd For the weak
I stand against the elite
It's a billion us so what's it gonna be
A million streams ain't shit
But when I put this dick up in him no time for bluffing
Stay hard, hit the p-spot like it's nothing
Got to use it or I'll lose it so I got the stuffing,
Slim
Happy y'all feel what I say
Cause lately rapping's been the only thing that goes my way
It's hard to try and speak to everybody everyday
But
so tell me you want it (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
She calling me papi, hola mi mami (Woo)
Switching language like Miyagi (Yeah)
Up on your body I know you got
and I'm practically screening
I never made it easier for me I swam back to the deep end
And I had a good reason, to push hard and work smarter
To make sure
and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew you since we was children I never asked for nothing
When times was hard I never had discussions with you
unloaded, full, or an unregistered one
No bullets? You're so full of shit
This clip is so full, it'll spit if I don't pull it
And don't give me no
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
case of dope rapper in the wrong demographic
And if it means I walk this path alone then so be it
I’ll do it by myself and then go out with Kobe status,
a baller
By osmosis
Pops was a hustler
Mom was a gangster
So you know I got it
Now peep the glow up like Marty-mar
Keep the glow up like Marty-mar
Cold
to hear it cuz I know what I'm sayin
It's hard for me to know you understand me
Cuz I'm autistic, do you know what I'm sayin?
All this is true, so no
"Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaattt!" That's
What the
Gun say
We here now, they let me out the shelter
We in the sky, you can call me Slim Delta
Take your bitch breath away
I'm so
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
on the rack
Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin' back
My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank
So much paper right in front of me it's hard
split your belly with the Maschetti, long
Tears your arms of your shoulders, and tell you to, hold on
I know it's wrong, but it feels so right
I used
is...water and freeze
And mix this is...audio Jesus the repent shit gets big
Keep it sharp like knife in a pop device
So "Duro you gotta let it bump!", I came
Martin(?)
Dont blow jobs, she blow hard like a Nintendo cartridge
That blow job had (?) like Mozart
Got blow job than put it in her trunk like go ya (?)
I
the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing
But the one of [edited] I was accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So
hard
Cause I do it all for y'all
That's why I go so hard
That's why I go so hard
Momma said I was sent by God
That's why I go so hard
That's why I go so
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