Lyrics:
asphyxiate (goddamn)
Still stuck in a box tryna clear my name (y'all know the deal)
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (it's only real)
And in my
the truth
I'm just trying to know more about you
What's the deal, girl tell me what's new
Trying to learn more about you
Was abused by them other dudes
But
know how it feel (uh)
Before Nas, I ain't know 'bout a deal (I didn't)
We was movin', I ain't know 'bout the pills (not yet)
You don't know about
bae
Shawty don't need new flex you know
Shawty don't need bae
Hey hey wait
Two time two time
I live by the road side now
Don't test what a time i live
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
don't get pressed
They all push back
New deal new deal new deal new deal new deal
That's the price you pay when you too real
They don't ever ask how
It’s dumb
Two zero two zero dumb
What a year it has been
2020 feeling like it won’t end
Everyday we gotta deal with it
Always waking up to some new
school and apparently I'm famous
Yeah, yo
My freshman brother shoved his ass against the lockers
Cuz Eric grabbed his hood by the collar
And was talking
And he'd rather you passed him by.
Passed him by.
And he'd rather you passed him by.
And whatever happened to the deals we used to make
Watch your hands,
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
Allllll this life has meant to Meeee
Is cars and diamond rings
By twenty four years old
Im tryna have it allll
By twenty four years old
Tryna have 24
ripped from your chest
By a love who confessed
Infidelity or lost ones
Yo pops I know you living heavenly now
Through the highs and the lows
A new day
motherfucker
It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
Here's a letter to the New York Post
Ain't worth the paper it's printed on
Founded in 1801 by
don't like the cards that I was dealt yeah it's my deal
New hand says everybody else on my heels
Look into my life see the pain and it's too real
Got
and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke Poseidon
2 by
non-existent bitches missin'
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
missin'
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East point to New
piece of humble pie, and bought a ticket to a show
I found a new perspective, some brand new friends, and I found my first real home
We all put our
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
a bet on us
Closing up, making deals and touring up
Not by chance, we tore it up
Liquor spilling, hold your cup
Raging all day, clear the way
Looking
approach us
I, I I bury those cockroaches
And if you can't deal with my Kill at Will
Here's a new gift to get, try my Death Certificate
AmeriKKKa's Most,
I'll have to deal with that
I guess I'll have to deal with the fact that
Days go by
So fucking fast
Years go by
So fucking fast
My life goes by so fast,
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
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