Lyrics:
there were reviews in
Billboard and Cash Box
But they were by professional critics
And they rarely reflect
The opinions of the public the critics were
Too hard to deal wit
Niggas claim they real but yet they still switch
She said it was the last time but I still hit
I hope it ain't the last time
Fine combs made of jade
To ornament and weave it
I lived a life of pleasant sorrows
Until the real deal came
Broke me like a twig in a winter gale
but bitch this ain't a movie
I was only 14 when I droped my first deal
Made a 2way disappear like David Copperfield wala
I recorded this 2 15 left
You'll never find another honest man
Last fair deal in the country, sweet Suzy
Last fair deal in the town
Put your gold money where your love is, baby
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
tire screech Harley Davidson
I feel like David's son
Dodging Bathsheba's on the narrow path
Either you choose what will last or put your faith in what
ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter
worse
It's not fair that you made me
If I take one, pray for me, hope for the best
It's the only way to deal with the stress
They want me locked up, tied
14 when I dropped my first deal
Made a 2way disappear like David Copperfield wala
I recorded this at 2:15 left dop boi magic beatin' through your 15s
Now it's David vers' Goliath
Fuck you and your Pale Rap Youtube hit
If I shoot two clips you won't be around
To see how many views you get
Yo, so you
If you saw me now would I still be your
Would I still be your Superhero
Or did I not save you when you
Needed me the most? Fair enough
I'm a bargain
shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, may you change for the better
Back when Martin King
than the catch David Tyree had last winter
I'm not a made-up character, that's a Puerto Rican Brooklynite
With two kids y'all see in them mag pictures
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
a deal with the devil for a whole lotta money
Thinkin' it would last and last
But a fool and his money are bound to part
And what goes up must come down
clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in
swear it ain't fair (Fair)
I'm just tryna show you I care, she waiting for a moment that's already there (There)
I can't promise that imma be perfect, but
Ahead of my time, imma last light years
Young King like David fighting all fears
When I got a mic it's like I got a sword
Double edge when I speak,
noncompliance?
And we're never gonna let the plaintiffs bar remain applauded
When despicably
The victims were defrauded by a decorated leader
So horrifically EPC
a nappy
One more case of love just for the feels
Cuz you forgot how it felt when you were sad and eating McDonald deals
Not gonna lie, those deals were
clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in
is marble
Parked it right on 125 by the Apollo
Smokin' EastCo, Heatrow way we landed
The whole flight I played Janet (whole flight)
Pleasure
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
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