Lyrics:
"El MVP ya es mío aunque pierda"
(Defense-Defense)
"Igoudala to Curry, back to Igoudala (Defense-Defense)
On the layup... Oh, blocked by James
Niggas be acting like bitches vice versa
Had To go run up my digits like Curtis
Blow
They say I tweak for the price of a show
Call me T James baby
(They call me DJBossPlayer)
(If you came out here to turn up)
(Make some motherfuckin' noise right now)
(So, now, without further ado)
(I want y'all
on that cap in your brains
Tell me you don't want that
I'm makin' money like Jame
I feel like Jame
I feel like Jame with that Glock with a scope
And I don't
The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time
He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine
With a head full of music and an old nursery
No
That's a long road
Ahead of me
And I'm so sorry
It's all by grace
I could stand my ground
Fall down, No
My family's waiting for me
So I've gotta run
up with me
I got nothin' but killers on the line and they all stuck with me
Fuck the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for me
Run
goin' rocky
And my wrist's all froze
Champagne's in my glass
I'm surrounded by hoes
You know You know
You know that I fuck shit up
You know you know
chop it up)
Tonight you'll be (tonight you goin' be a superstar, baby)
A superstar
Come, let me sign you up (let's get into it)
Oh, it's the lights
Pull up on the scene
Fuck it up
By any means
Fuck it up
Pocket full of green
Fuck it up
So fresh so clean umma fuck it up
Fuck it up Fuck it up Fuck
inside
Life ain't never been better than it is now
I ain't lonely, I'm by myself
'Cause when you got the Lord you got all the wealth
Check me out I
a dumpster fire to light up my blunt
Try to sneak up on me that's a really brave stunt ay
You cant be fucking humble when you acting like a cunt
Stomp you out
thoroughbreds, duckin the feds
Yo, my ice look fly up on the keyboard son
Niggas ran up on me law, praising what we do by the lords
That's right, exile
You never thought that I'd be runner up
You a wonder twin nigga I'm a one of one
Michael jordan couldn't guard me one on one
Chillen with your
Haas
I been on my grind
I been that young nigga
They told nevermind
No rain check on me
And I'm never on time
All of the doubts it come with the clouds
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Four by four,
on the Bible Quran and Torah
Give my parents a mansion in Florida
Made in the c, come from the H
Call it James Harden rocket up to space
Call up my gang we
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
a superstar
Come let me sign you up
(Let's get into it)
Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood!
Ooh it's
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
of the
So-called radical man by 2045
Let's get radical
Let's get radical
Watch me now
Schooled in the art of digital games
When the war broke out they called your
I strike up a full sprint with the day the planet
turns to ashes breathing down my neck hellish degrees
and armageddon summer running with
getting by I'm getting mine with my people
Yuh, yuh
I sip I get so high with my people
That's wassup
You might fuck with me and make it
She might make it
If
block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about
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