Lyrics:
Clientele, I'm a goddamn vocalist
My thoughts are so heavy I could change a generation
The x factor, we puttin' holes through inflation
If you hit
wanna share
I did it all by myself
I did it all by myself
I wanna be rich
Maybe it'll be my little secret
Maybe I'll get to keep it
I don't wanna share
I
Outside by myself, ain't no lacking, Good in every spot
Shorty why you irritated? Question really got on her nerve
Like a nigga was Spoc
Gang
the cameos grow so rare
I suppose I care, uh
About you more than anyone else and I know that's true (know that's true)
Uh
So I propose and I say I do
This is nonstop baby
You've got me going crazy
You're heavier than I knew
But I don't want no other
You're my cameo love
Only here for a moment
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
Although my
feet now
9 to 5 got you beat now
You working hard to save
Inflation like a tidal wave
Are we free like we want to be
Tell me are we free like we
Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name
a process of elimination
Serve justice by means of termination
Because a biter only brings aggravation
A lotta trouble and a lotta frustration
So here's
when it was fun and laughs, before hip-hop was based on cash
Let's blaze a sack and concentrate on coke inflation
You know the biggest asses in
they rolled right by it
Wasn't me they was after
A little red corvette
They was tryin to capture
Dread I feel sweat so I set down my jacket
Look up
Tryna live a life, live a lie I'd never
Living on a high, on a high forever
Ima get it by any means, I'm clever
Ima be on enemies, whoever
Tryna live
Yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
In this life
By my side
Yeah
Yeah
I feel like I was put here for a reason
Gotta make it count
Niestety wiemy że
Każdy sequel zwykle sięga dna
Bo sequel
To jest na sukces reakcja
Cisza na planie światło dźwięk łączyć kamera akcja
By tłum się pchał do
that ignorance is bliss
So let's numb our brains by watching this
Who cares about ass nigga
Who cares about perfect skin
Who cares about class nigga
Who
you tell me who you see
A Japanese kid with a redneck
I attest I can't rest till I be the best
Sake by my bedside, can only be a landslide
I coincide
How many times must
I cook you by the recipe?
How many times must
I feed the puppet show?
How many times must
I cook you by the recipe?
How many
that's by any means
Moving like a king yeah it's in my genes
I can never quit i can never quit
Getting to the riches that's
My destiny
I gotta go get it
c Hitchcock cameo you blink and then it's over
But no-one gets away for free
The doors are locked our guns are cocked
Weight is off our shoulders
down, in the sun
holding hands, and tell you your the one
make a toast to all the loved ones
that passed us by and weren't the ones
well find a bar that
full of cum
Stay dumb and conforming
While rich men try to make amends
With inflation raped percentages
And It still feels like slavery
It’s just
Lady luck just let you down, she's just another girl
Grins and snickers all around
Imitation pearl, bones
Mass inflation, welfare line, gross
time rhyme crime family
That shines Godly light
Upon this hip-hop art form, yo Dunn
We can't be measured by no chart, the God brung
Never bust
feet now
9 to 5 got you beat now
You working hard to save
Inflation like a tidal wave
Are we free like we want to be
Tell me are we free like we
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