Lyrics:
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
I'm no stranger to battlin' fate toe to toe
There's a lot of puzzle pieces and there's one I know
Look at how far I've come, and it's as far as I
My passion my passion these haters
Keep laughing by keeping it solid They bogus to me
Here for the cake but
I'm getting this cabbage proceed
now I'm focused on my millions
Millions of fans in the stands cause we built something
Mom still worried if my spaceship ever will come
What's your
like I do with mine,
Like when I listen to calm before the storm, by tech nine,
Them rappers, that remind me everything is ok, like Wayne, pac, biggie,
'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
Now I'm pouring up this pain into this microphone
I got demons in my head I just want be gone
I mix the X pills with codeine that is what I'm on
Where
I'm talking big shit
I'm tryin' to make 100 a hundred million when I'm 25
Not when I'm 25, but by the time I'm 25
I'm drivin' in a Ghost
Everyday is
could've had left
I'll clean up my act, and I'll bleach all the smears of mascara
That mix with your tears and then bleed through the sheets to your mattress
we the best
And I'm down in Miami
Ridin' in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog
is scattered in pieces on the ground
1,2,3,4,5
6,7,8,9
Im nowhere, but here and there
Ill take my steps one by
1,2,3,4,5
Im a lost boy
in
the start
I'm forever your whitebox, forever your whitebox
So why you think you are without
Me and you haven't found me inside your walls
Just a piece of your
With ashy legs, my chain swingin
I grab my piece, so that shit won't damage the paint
Chest naked holdin a drink
We got these hoes by the brain, we black
and children
See niggas get killed when, people mix they money with feelings
I'm filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling
I'm just one
a lot of smoke still affecting the mood
Mix strains shit stains my brain I refrain from
letting it loose
Got nothing to do, so I'm just kicking it back
Get it while you can, man
And stop hatin' me, fuckin' with my shit cause I got more hustle than you
Get yours, get yours baby
I'm seeing millions
I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven
Ever since my birth (no one there!)
I've had no one to care (worried all I know, yeah!)
They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
By a brother
eventually
I take it if they don't give it to me
Swear all of it was written for me (yep, yep)
By a higher card just spiritually (up, up)
Up in the wages,
I just wanna thank God
They say I needed to stay humble
But it's been 7
Years of stumble after stumble
Eating Ramen by the bundle and
Hamburger
mouth piece just too cold
It's getting me swole
I need to occupy hip-hop like it's my concubine
'Cause I'm the nigga said that I gotta be
with this here
And ship ten million
This year, look on the charts it's there
At the number one spot, locked of course
By these ghetto street
Pharmacist
tried to hate now I'm looking at a million
Remember days I just needed to cry
Free dress fridays I couldn't even get fly
Now when I wanna take a trip I
with
She has bags of time
Surrounded by his past, on a short white line
He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time
Trying to remember one
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