Lyrics:
Name me a rapper that is flowin' on an own beat
I did it all by myself, give me the first seed
They used to ask me to go out to the night club
Do you
rapping might just bring me action
If you wore my shoes you would need to map it
Cus the way I'm living isn't by an accident
Every bar he rapping feeling
rapping might just bring me action
If you wore my shoes you would need to map it
Cus the way I'm living isn't by an accident
Every bar he rapping feeling
chapter of my life begins
Haer
I see these places passing by
One by one I say good bye
In between two worlds I’m out on the road
I go,
My second
I’ve been riding 'round
Windows up and I’m rolling
Car don’t make a sound
But the loud got me zoning
And I gotta tell you now
This is how it all goes
the pedal in that hood
I sit in the back of the room
Legs crossed, melting wax
Another free drink so soon?
All good, knock it back
Red lights, heart
with stress and strife
But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day
Come what may
I'm
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
They say like when I do that shit
I uh I go by TG if y'all ain't know
but uh if y'all ain't know by now then you missing out
None of you niggas can say that you made it
When all of your circle surrounded by fakes
Diamond Patek, that's a million in cash
12 tryna stop me, they
she my ride or die
By the night my lullaby
I have all my problems
When I look at her it got away
I just stated my feeling (uh)
Better than I shut it
I'm 'Cool Like Dat'
I 'Beat It' like Jackson I'm smooth like that
I'm shooting like Micheal yea you like that
Whoo
I am a lyricist
Y'all fools tryna
Can't predict what is coming but I know I'm I'm a Simpson
Say it's way to hot to touch but my skin is a mitten
They gone throw me in some zombies why they
Burn down all your meta-things
(Give me more stuff)
(Give me more schtuff)
Burn down all your meta-things
It's green
It's blue
It's red
It's Gru
It's due
And now I got 17 empty boxes of dominoes and no one to blame it on by myself.
I have a buddy he's on, he's on WeightWatchers. Okay. He's
gave him a Good Guy doll
A new best friend, Andy's got it all
Then surprisingly Chucky starts to say
His real name is Charles Lee Ray
Formerly known
gotta live by one rule
Remind myself every day not to dress like you
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my
too good at cleaning. It's scary. She cleans all day and she's good. Like she's good. Everything is spotless, which scares me because I'm afraid that if
on the passenger seat and pull off
They see the transformation
Just makes it more complete
I got the Brian May pickups, b, whatchu know about that
Some get
too tired I might forget
Can't get too wild on a jam
Said slow it down just take it chill
I'm drinking liquor Brian brought
I forgot bout what I
wanna test the mental, the truth is
Naughty by Nature makes that feel good music
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see
Park when the Simpsons did it
I try to be one of a kind with my lyrics, but
Please forgive me if it all sounds so familiar
I'm sure that you've
wouldn't sink in because that wouldn't be enough
So the word would be told by hip teenagers
All of whom played guitar and went to ragers
They'd use a lot
crap it's malfunctioning as if the caf is summoning
Running by I’m hurrying
All the people wondering
Where the hell I’m going
Burst through the doors
feels good
To know that you're by my side
It feels good to know that you're there for me (oh)
It feels good to know that you'll always be around
It
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