Lyrics:
Dolarz
I was the first young nigga melting niggas
I gave y'all motivation
So if this ass whooping you taking Is your
Way of showing your token
to you
Throughout whatever ima stay true
Still puzzled by the things that you do
I’ll put me first the rest is on you
I said
I promise me
I promise to you
I lost myself, last night, in your brown eyes
Last call, first flight, morning, at sunrise
I guess I need a blanket cause the cabin too cold
I fall
In the morning, you're the first thing I think about
And the last thing on my mind, before I lay my head
I can't get away from you, no matter what I
First of the year tax time
Keep me wit' a smile
I'mma get a extra couple of
G's claimin' yo' child
Yeah it's wild but this is the
World that we living in
Let's take this once further.
Your sympathy is not needed.
And I guess my morals have dug my own grave.
I even explained myself on the first date.
I
on earth
Be loved by God as much as God loved Gandhi and Martin Luther King
Be that last one of 144,000, be the resident of that twelfth house
Be, eternal
love this bitch, or make me just the way she throw it back
Wake up in the morning, first thing on my mind is get the sack
The way I'm runnin' plays, you
I don't know why this world keep turning (yes man)
Round and round
(As the world turns we all experience things in life)
But I wish it would stop
know that I'm first)
Because I'm gonna fucking murder you
I got shots spraying all over you
You want talk, you get hit with this 42, yeah
2021, we going
a hot min
Then the dj said, “tip ya bartenders”
So you know the last song comin up
Betta pay yo tab put ya money
Uh so I thru the last back
I aint throwin
Can't enjoy the functions I found the right bitch
It's nights like this I might miss
I'm reminded by them daily they idolizing Swayze
(Interlude)
Before God tells me to step in home
I want this to be set in stone
Before the last ending Credits Roll
Before God tells me to step in home
I want
the story of how we recorded it and what went wrong when we did it. It happened in Switzerland, the song, a thing called Smoke On The
Water, this one
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I
I picked last night in Tucson I
Sang 'em a country song
Missed my plane this morning Lord cause
We parted all night long
I'm out here now usin' my
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
This world, my heart, my soul
Things that I don't know
The icicles they grow
They never let me go
Scars are left as proof
But tears they soak
deadlines met, still up at 4 am, he quenches his first
With a bottle of Jack, the only thing keeping him up is this 30 perc
At first it was only one, didn't
one thing we both can agree on
I'm a keep you coming coming all night long
She started snake dancing on my python
On my grind been patient mad long
This
every morning
Felt worse than the night before
I tried to brush it off but only really made it to four
At least by then, there was probably beer bath
tools
I had time to cook breakfast this morning but I left for lunch to St. Francis because of the dust and the noise
I have some phone calls this
surprise favor, I couldn't really refuse, so we are on this parking lot testing the bombs, and after the first few explosions, I found I was really getting
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