Lyrics:
heard you God say I'm special
Imma keep sending message
Foot on these niggas neck P.O.P hold it down applyin pressure
We only changing for the better
I started from the bottom, now I'm at the top like slim shady
Nobody can stop me as I'm a freight train
That's only heading to the top of the music
Feel a certain way about it
Hear it through a wave of shouting
Wanna turn away, don't though
I'm enthralled, I could take a photo
I'm so 'bout it
the drop
Hit the Rio and cop me like 4 chainz
Told my partner i'm never gone stop
All this love and this hate it's a cold game
You can't be on my team
Break me open
Hurry up
I'm so tired
Of feeling stuck
All these sad days
Got me down
And it's spinning my head around
And round
How can you say you
kosher
Uh
Some times it feels like I'm dreaming
But I been working on the album I ain't been sleeping
But I can hear success beeping in
I was talking
Ride with the gang ain't no mafia
I got some oops who'll be done with you in a few
Hold up please pordon me I'm being honest
I really be spitting
The sun is shining
And I don't wanna cry anymore
I'm not afraid of trying
Not afraid to open the door
I see the sun is shining
And I don't wanna cry
something to drink
Trynna drown all my sorrows and I'm starting to sink
Falling down to the sunken place
Falling down and I can't be saved
Yeah, you found
And I'm Keeping my distance
And I'm Keeping my pistol
I never cry by myself
Give me a hug then I'll feel it
We can talk about life
Can Even talk
I'm so dangerous like molecules of mercury
Your hatred don't spite me, it fuels me cause it's cursory
I don't know what's right for me, what's better
Young Black Boy, haha
K!
(Okami)
Yes sir kas3 kas3 yes sir (Yes sir)
Everywhere adey go yes sir (Yes sir)
When I walk into the room
When I'm walking
have to salute
I'm passionate, I'm not just rappin' for loot
But I'd be lyin' if I said that I don't need capital too
Just never resorted to packin'
Someone fetch me my apron
I'm feelin' good
I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' good
Someone fetch me my apron
I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' good
Studying
ass song
You think this is bad well your wrong
Beat the doonies down hello King Kong
I'm a rapper and this ain't a song
Your girl came over with just
Look uh
Do a hundred on the dash
And I'm hoping that I crash
Cuz my seatbelt is off and I'm staring at the devil and he staring right back
And he
It's startin' to show
It's startin' to show
(G.D.H)
(Maj)
Uh, I'm just a nigga from da North Side (North Side)
I can really be ya tour guide (Yea)
I
Come on
That shit feel good
That shit feel good, damn
This some Suli shit
This some Suli shit
I'm cleaner than dish soap but ain't a thing as nasty
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Nigga headed to the Forbes List (Pshh)
All the ladies think I'm gorgeous
Of course it's
knowing I ain't get here by myself
Guess that's what happens when they done reaching out for help
I'm fresh outta favors, outta time outta time
You niggas
I'm drowning, in wanting
Intoxicating that feeling
Your magic, your power
Over me
Everything grey in colour
I climb, I crawl, I stumble, I stutter
I
I'm dealing then just follow me
Ride out, we gon' get it, no one stopping me
Ride out, you copy me, you just a wannabe
Ride out with my crew, we like
Uh, I'm sitting where the best at
Check that, I'm on his head where them dreads at
Yeah, My foot is where his neck at
Stick that nigga up, like where
I'm afraid to be hurt
I'm afraid to be let down
I'm afraid not to be on your throne somehow
So tear me away
From the pride that betrays
Teach me
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