Lyrics:
Finally out the motherfuckin see-p-t
Off to other cities and shit
No longer just an underground hit
Movin thangs... a local nigga made good
and stay here
And stand by my side
I'll wait just a little more time
Just a little more time
To move in a new direction
I'll wait just a little more time
death by any means i guess you truly worth it
Should've, been left you alone we was never working
I can't wife you no more, you too open like some
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
to rumble it up I'm causing a wreckage
No label deal I'm still achieving on these and those successes
The stress hasn't lessened
Facing a new struggle
all in the dark mo ni kanea
Me y3 new version mo y3 twam kabea
Tie
Come closer
Make a update you so you go faster
Draw closer doctor no aba mo style
with my words
Same applies with my curses
Not blaming all my versions
So just beat it
Oh no! I meant be it
Wrong verb used
Sip slow for my raps could
a bad Westside bitch, I met her at L. George's
I just found a new spot, finna take a thousand pills to Florida
Can't get no work from my Cuban friend
Welp now the man is here
Y'all woke me out my hibernation
Heard I hit 10 some streams
Fuck I'm doing with that information
Ain't no time to celebrate it
I'm too powered up and I just popped a bean
Drop two more in my lean
I know yo' boyfriend wanna be me
And if I'm down bad you might get jugged by me
...The American Dream is dead
Cause things don’t turn out how they seem in your head
More money, more murder, and the scene is red
Cause the rich eat
other's forms
Still and in full strides just the same
Keeping us warm
Walking in straight lines
Talking to sleep at night
Coddled and pacified
By versions
other's forms
Still and in full strides just the same
Keeping us warm
Walking in straight lines
Talking to sleep at night
Coddled and pacified
By versions
to see the new version of me, that I see after you
Time waits for no one
Even when you're all alone
Time waits for no one
Got to find a way to move on
My
all human guinnie pigs and there's no test of how it effects us long-term
But by their own admitted story eighty percent
That have taken it after two
bitches for supper
I have a new talent that I just discovered
I came in too quick, there’s no time to recover
You’re not on your shit, well I guess that’s
the brave curl up and wallow
Report it, big scoop, big news, truth don't mattah to a hollow
Damn deze streets get increasingly more obscene
There's this fiend
September, kinda nervous
Kinda nervous, kinda worried
Kinda different, kinda perfect
Kinder people, more mature
That's what I wish, a finner version
Of myself
We do not understand fear
Shut up you're making it weird
We are the Lost Boyz, that we don't give a fuck boys
I'm on some drugs I need some more
You
it just to let it go
Don't want to fight no more
But this ain't me
I can't go out like that
Do it for my kids
If not myself then who else
Cause I can't
got dat
Goin for sixteen five, you want it then holla back!
We in the project livin nigga, rollin with my boyz
Hustlin on them rocks, but we strapped
that you didn't say yes
When I asked you)
New bae better than ex bae
New bae making sure there's no next bae
You getting jealous yet?
She's like
calls as if no one were
Home
We'd rather not be bothered, content to live off bread alone
See, our appetites have been altered by a world we made our own
up, bitch, you ain't goin' my way
No more free rides, that's done, I say
Take court, any sport, I could run all day
Right hand to Sham, I'ma ball my
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