Lyrics:
and get it
Go back and get it
Take what you owe and then show 'em you who wit it
Now His Story
Is when you abide by what he say
Hip hop hooray
To Kwame
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
indivisible by the prism of growth
It is, not lost, confined in him a prison of hope, to visit into his inhibitions and know
When he scribbles the notes
gonna ruin your life
Cos he's a Payne
By name, by nature
Alright?
The thing about you is
You can't do this alone
You need me more than water
I taught you
must've figured out by now
After everything I've said he must've figured out the truth about Sabrina and me
He must realize that I am Sabrina's father
Then
change
Another wild curious nigga chillin in bandos on the block
Being kids i'm with kid that's when Des got lock
Fed up nigga this is what he said ay
I
Girl Who get it wetter than me
Niggas don't do it like me
Thousand dollar white tee
Ain't worried bout your side chick
Imma run up in ya wifey
Is he rich
As if he would
You didn't send it?
Of course not
What's going on?
You dare to tell me
That this is not the letter you sent?
And what is it that
Very much a work in progress!
Tyler, The Creator is he
Extremely ridiculous? Yes is
He extremely talented? Definitely we
Are about to
Embark
Dropping tracks It's gonna be a hot winter
This season got me feeling like a winner
Lately I been eating good can't wait for dinner
This life is
clones was born
Yo I know that's corny, no, speaking of corn
Aye yo, fellas wait
Yo Em you three should go celebrate
And what better place to take you
is not what I want to do
I gotta do better if I want to get to live like a king
But that's only reserved to those who never stop improving
By
deserve, and thats better than me
So I don't want you waitin round just to settle wit me
Shit
Better than me
I said I know what you deserve, and thats better
We have a weird homicide
In a scene described by one investigator as reminiscent of a weird religious rite
Hello
They call me Schadenfroyd
Im
on me
He used to beat me up and take my sneakers every family visit
I'm skeptical to let her know I'm Walter little cousin
What if this shit all
cannot be my uncle.
His only wish was to use me
so that he could get what he wanted.
His fondness for me was only pretentious.
Truly the man is a dangerous
dreams or visions
If loneliness was pale, she brought more color than prisms
She flip the BPM of my heart to a new rhythm
She was like the DJ that kept my
better than a life in chains
This is a curse
That comes well deserved
Bury me in the ocean
Like my ancestors past
They knew the oceans embrace
Was better
Calling to Jesus balling as a youngster
Wondering if he sees us young black male
Crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die
I just gotta tell the truth
I deserve better than this
Why don't you take the time? Chop it up and let's talk for a minute
Cause I deserve someone
once you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't respond to 'em
fu- it, I'm coming to see you
And gee, who better to talk to than you?
to talk to than you?
The cause of my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm gone, woosh
I flee the scene like
the gra** was greener on the other side
I bet you start loving me
As soon as I start loving someone else
Somebody better than you
So you bought me a car
He
Flesh to flesh is best
Until the day that he had to take the test
What is it you want
What do you hope to achieve
By sowing seeds that could destroy
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