Lyrics:
gotta get bread so I told him take time and get your head right
He said, "Bro I'm just tryna get by, still on the ends, you're living your best life"
the Champagne
Dope my medication
7 grams I'm facing
God is amazing
Molded by the pain
I see through the fame
I still got my soul
I still use my brain
Lion
walks by
And if you feeling down
He'll pick you up
He'll hold you close
when you're makin' love
He's every thing you've been dreaming of
Oh
sound
Uqly hoe makin me look the worst
I get my deal for every time I spit my verse
I'll knock you off the heezy
Fo sheezy bein me isn't easy
Ha ha
walks by
And if you feeling down
He'll pick you up
He'll hold you close
when you're makin' love
He's every thing you've been dreaming of
Oh
before my eyes a big surprise is backed up by the devil
But I'm on another level, ever is Fly stayin' down
Let my pimpin' reign forever, conin' king
a game in my vein
Verse 1: Mac
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another
center for my own enjoyment
I checkin' out a girl that's fly
She's workin' at the mack make-up counter next to Best Buy
Waitin' by the elevator, tryna
Feds kickin' in the door
If I get back on some loced out crippin'
Niggas unhappy, makin' me nervous
Make one wrong move, I'ma squirt it
If I'm judged by
what a man should be
You act loud but you never really makin' a sound
Your head's up but you haven't got your feet on the ground
I know you told all
would've gave this up, if it was all for myself
All that I felt, wasn't worth all of the wealth in the world
But this exactly how I planned it when I sat
they know I’m cocky
My time Invicta, that’s expensive watching
Rub the wood Apollo, but she boxing Rocky
See the cameras flashing, like it’s paparazzi
it
They live in misery, like the state by Kansas
We say "fuck em" when they try to fuck with us
Fuck with us if you want
We gon hit a fuck nigga
In his
too long, I know
You wish I just spent more time with you
Occupied by things I just can’t change
I know
I know
But see I’m paranoid
I’ve been losin
There was a time
When I was so brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
Knowing that my fan base stretches like elastic
Jaw droppin beats like its better than the last shit
But still, I’m in the paint by the basket
This that
every night, success be creepin
Double up my peaches, killin' all the weekends
Puttin my time in, songs be teachin
Do it in the car, livin' life at large
Where the drugs at?
My friends holdin' 'em cause if I do
I just be doin' 'em all
I don't need all that I need less
Needless to say as the time goes by
I
aku Rockstar
Ini kejohanan kita
Semua orang Rockstar
Kita Rockstar kita buat saja gaya kita
Makin panas apinya sudah membara
Macam mana pun ku menempuh
Drip like broken faucets
You can tell all this organic ain't gotta force it
Spoiled by the perks of entrepreneurship
Profit over losses that boss shit
flow
The type that make you crumble up your rhymes and write a suicide note
Superior mind, I was designed by a god of some sort
To prey upon humans
There was a time
When I was so broken hearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
don't even treat you like I do,
Boy.
Hold up right quick.
Oooh, I see us makin' plans,
Me and you.
Forget your circumstance.
Don't be actin'
There was a time
When I was brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned - yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
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