Lyrics:
Leavin' by myself is highly unlikely
Lookin' for a right now, don't need no wifey
Settlin' down with one chick, that ain't even like me
So many women in
close enough or
Got the balls to act
So when I'm lookin' at ya I'm
Like who the fuck is that?
Hahaha who the who the fuck is that?
Yeah, who the who
best for someone are still learning
Not concerned at all with what time will tell
And cursing everyone, too distracted by themself
All is still well,
can feel this is going to be long
I can't stop
My gratitude, which includes, dear reader
You, for staying here with me
For moving your lips just so
table, and a Cuban cigar
But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep a man like me interested
(Oh no) No Way (Uh-uh)
No, I've gotta go out and have
I’m that somebody
I’ma be there in like 10, probably 5”
You telling me don’t keep you waiting; I ‘gotcha
Soon as I get to your door we ‘gon get that
neeky little shit to get me blocked
What the fuck is that?
I've been keeping quiet for a sec but now I'm busting back
Got my brother sorting out my
wrote if for you
Know you know it
Turn it into a song for you
Days go by, I try to bottle these tears inside
Here's one more cry
I cry
Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
Village children fight each other for a share
And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek
Deacon Lee prepares
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
What matters is the means, not the ends
I'm not surprised
That is the state of the art, my dear
That is the state of the art
It's not enough
mean im a mechanic tho
I’m a cleaner
Don’t try to mean mug me
My mug is meaner
The difference between us
Is Your trying to sell Yourself
For wealth
ordered to war
So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a quarter a to four
Somebody ask me for change for a dollar
While I spray your ass with four different
Follow me into a solo, get in the flow
And you could picture, like a photo
Music makes mellow, maintains to make
Melodies for MCs, motivates
I'ma reach for the stars
I soon cop me a new Audemars
Had to let go like five at the bar
Told the dealership, "Go get my car"
I be the man, two milli
ruining your present
Feel like nothing but real life could heal me
And I'm not sure if I can feel but I will be
Soon enough, who to trust? I am merely
only want fuck shit
(yeah)
Never let nothing get by me
Cuz I don’t play games like a bye week
Last time a bitch nigga tried me
He ran for the hills
back by the railroad track
When I heard the preacher sayin'
"Betty La Rue, you know, the trouble with you
Is you never spent enough time prayin'"
on a roll now
And soon enough my name be all round
I mean the whole town
You gon' see me up in billboards
You gon' see me doing real tours
Cause you didn't
of gray, spoke: "Challis must be chosen. This
is the secret I have carried with me for all these
years. Although I was once rebuffed by my only true
love,
just to get by
I just pushed down
Whippin' on the corner with a bag in the trunk
For all my niggas never having enough
Like what the fuck is ever
bitch and turned it to his new bitch (haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally
attend to
This crazy feeling that I just might end up dead soon cause
Life is passing me by
It seems there's never enough time
Been away for way too many
Follow me into a solo, get in the flow
And you could picture, like a photo
Music makes mellow, maintains to make
Melodies for MCs, motivates
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