Lyrics:
his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Hasn't got a point of view
Knows not where he's going to
Isn't he a bit like you and me
I gotta be slammin, gotta be comin
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalmin
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
...
Nicko: ...and I stopped, and it was like "oh, for fuck's sake!" Come on kids, and I'm looking around... what is he trying to tell me? What's the problem?
of 10s, and still be crowned Queen Thick
I’m just tryna clout, Sharpay Evans in this bitch
Now where's my Troy at, I kinda feel like he wants to hit it
his head
"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "
Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him
pulled me back to the surface
Nurture my heart with words of encouragement
Told me shit like, "You too good for that"
Patted me on my back
on tha fros, holla at ya know
Watch me come down, nigga with a fuckin hoe
Get he fuckin money
Like it ain't funny take out a bank account
Like some damn
like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I
like "Who that spittin'?" I'm like "It's me"
He's like, "Oh, okay."
Uh, he started talkin' to me on the phone, going back and forth
Just askin' me
can't find a reason for laughs
Just know that it can't rain always
Never know what the very next door has
Sure that storm felt like a marathon
But it's
me
Show me the real you, baby
I been all around the globe
Yall just getting started
Used to be like you though
Praying for my songs to be charted
you playin' the victim (Fuckin' ho, you fraud!)
So imma keep it by my side just for safety no killer (He not)
Rev ya engines we a threat so we gotta
a-talking to me
It's just the same as talking to you
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said "Fee, fie, fo,
a-talking to me
It's just the same as talking to you
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said "Fee, fie, fo,
my first step,
i made it out im bringin' mad joy,
the docter looked and said he's gonna be BAD BOY!
[Faith Evans]
I remmember back in time, before
cranking Clay Raw when a nigga ridding thru
Ok
I'm sick as fuck like nigga call a doctor (ok)
And When you speak to me you speak proper (lil bitch)
These
holdin' me tight
And He did it all with just a hundred pounds of clay
Yes he did, whoa-oh, yes He did
Now can'tcha just see Him a-walkin' 'round and 'round
on a shoestring
Give me a fuckin' reason
Panic attack, he start to rush his breathin'
Last battle he got booed like
It was cuffin' season
He talk a good game 'til
would just brush it off
But it got to the point that I reacted as
If he were one of my homies that I
Grew up with i was like, "Nigga
Don't ask me for shit
from 12 but I highly doubt it
My ambition to ride Is just like PAC
They won’t me to stop But I can’t stop
Do a burnout into whole shot
Nigga im hot n
just bad for the fuck of it
Bitch you don't know my life
You don't know what I been through
Unless you were there with me
You can't tell me nothing
Twist it
For bro I'll (pack him off)
She ride on me like I'm bolt tell her man what usain
Call my bro rick Ross he just copped up a new flame
Hella man
much potions, so much pain, too many emotions
And everything that you do good, it just go unnoticed (Jesus)
Did He tell you that you good, and just
you know? What did you care?
Turning a blind eye to the lies just to keep it all together,
But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder whether
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