Lyrics:
no more
You ain't the first to be dumped by a goddamned whore
Crazy mother fuckers fighting over hos
Stealing for their asses and jumping out
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
down like I'm Bill Gates
No sugar coatin' we got all the real thangs
If shit's watered down you get billed at the gate
I'm built for this life it be real
They say the first milli is the hardest
Well holy shit I guess I musta lost count!
I been plotting and schemin
Caught up in all my dreaming
I be talking
When I was young I seen the world revolves around a dollar bill
So that's the only way to put my family in the hills
At first when I said I was gunna
saw him at the VMAs, told a joke, he never laughed (um)
The rap diablo, "free your mind" my motto
And we all gon' be good if TreeJay ever hit
a letter, to your first love
I stay hot under the sun, you better get under this gun
When I buss, like I came all over her damn tongue
Hold up, it's young
Carry a nine, put your hootchies on the bill.
The thought of you gettin' scared turns me on,
Like my first television with my backup tip hard.
So
the things I write
Until you spend a night in the South Park twilight
I'm steadily trying to reach my black folks
But all you want to see is a nigga
to stay
This guy from the news said I should take the blame
For all the mistakes that the government makes
The more that I try to fix
What's in my mind
I
jeans they go hard
Put them niggas in the graveyard
All my life I need a savior
I get lit and I get silly yuh
We top shit we global superstars
They wanna
fell off of the gate
This morning at breakfast
I spilled all the coffee
When I opened the door on my knee
Oh, the last thing I needed
The first
could've been gone but you was right by my side
Even through my struggles you was at the finish line
But when the devil was talking, I was hearing all
(bounce!)
Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me
Follow instructions! crews, listen!
Who, is it? move (bounce!)
First family move (bounce!)
Hey yo
and focus on the fun
Tell my family and friends that the bill that it's done
It's what I'm talking about
Money for the bank account
Money in the bank account
all thanks to the son
I'm a new creation
from my Lord and savior
And I'm liberated
Now not later
Was incarcerated
To the sins flavor
Now I'm activated
chasing
I'm half amazing, a quarter sinner, a quarter savior
Fascinated, Rakaa seen the wretched paint the righteous painting
My travel agent's favorite,
motherfucker you pre-paid
Girls and guys I'm not frontin
Y'all bullshittin talkin to nobody lookin good at the dinner table
Runnin your fuckin bill up
(that's nasty)
I said I wasn't gonna do it, y'all know that wasn't true
This my favorite time of year, y'all know how I do
I disrespect niggas
like,
Look hell I need a job
Full time pay cos this is all they got
I could probably be a dentist or a psychologist
but music is my dream I got
Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love
Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub
G-Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up
a ho
Fuck what you talking bout
I just gave my little bitch a pill
Call me Mr. Cosby
First name Bill
First name playing with
Last name Mills
Electric Company backed up
By Schoolhouse Rock, shit
Didn't have no bills then
But now I got bills
Seems like I'm only a bill
And livin' only for skrill
I
come
So do I try to stay alive, or do I grab a gun
End it all, put a stop to the pain
That goes on in my head, everytime it rains
But that was
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