Lyrics:
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
what I said
She's like "whatever, I just don't want any liver!"
Well I was gonna say something
But my cell phone started to ring
Now who could be
Even though you may not be here physically, you still walk with me
Even though I can't hear your voice, I still feel your guidance everyday
Every
moved by the eyes write yo list
Cause you bout ta learn who really runs this
Holy Ghost bout to slide between you and challenges
And unlock what yo flesh
was Farmer
Shorty got the death wish, I wish to die
But when I try, it just goes by
You couldn't kill me because I can't kill myself
And if I got
You're looking at a changed man
Changed man (Changed Man)
Changed man
Changed man (Changed Man)
Changed man
Changed man (Aye)
Man You can't be moved by
my shit it's me he's tryin' to be
No more chances understand this
I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous
make sure all of them they fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son needs
a pony
I ain't got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yeah
But I can't be there all morning
I'm a pimp, baby, yeah I'm going, going, going, gone
a pony
I ain't got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yeah
But I can't be there all morning
I'm a pimp, baby, yeah I'm going, going, going, gone
know they be like, can't nobody stop him They know that I'm not them
They gon' tell the police who had shot them That's why I ride with some shit that'll
and blaming Hamas for it
Lie about EVERYTHING and wait and fast forward
Few weeks pass by and then they admit it
But the world moved on so it's like they ain't
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with
Aye
Don't start shit that you can't finish
What's a rapper without smoke?
Who's Popeye without the spinach?
It was me myself and I, I added spaces
on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
a man, you a snitch, are you givin' out that fake love
I know you be frontin' with fake love
Cause that's what you do
Heard you givin' out that fake love
be
More premium than a DVD
100 dollar CD
Hussle man, I’m Nipsey
Jameson to get tipsey
PBR, whiskey
Haters listen just to diss ne
Excuse me bitch I'm
Be you rich or poor best believe that's whos knocking it's the devil at the door
Don't forget the greater calling before falling
It's the resistance
Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's
backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands down
Cappers around you but when you gon see doe
Moved out the suit now the man in tuxedo
This gonna hit from the island to gweedos
Game gonna bag like Cheetos
Watch 12, yeah, we watch news, man
Hit-stick, combos, I got moves
Can't swim but she gon' pool
Chain too cold, I keep my cool
Money talk, it be so
Everybody wanna be protagonists, nobody see an antagonist
Twitter activists, that's adequate, think a tweet gonna be a catalyst?
I'm in bafflement! I can't
Fuck, man
I just want to be famous
I want to live a life light, fun, and evasive
I want to say “look, Lake Mary, we made this!”
I want to live alive
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