Lyrics:
know what's real
Sometimes to get to heaven
We gotta go through hell
And I'm rollin' deep
No Adele
You can ask World Wide Wes, dawg, he knows me
So over you is the greatest enemy a
Man can have and that is
Fear i know some of you are
Afraid to listen to the truth
You have been raised on fear
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
a reason I don't get rid of it
Cause we were both just kids
When we discovered it
Baby
But I was in my garage
And I was thinking
I'm 85 years old
My God, I
along to Skynyrd on 11?
Yeah, tell Saint Pete
To save me a seat
On the tailgates of heaven
On the tailgates of heaven
I stopped by old man
a luxury
I'm a soubrette columnist fathering doom document
Cursed version of a certain Virgin Mary womb occupant
[Verse One]
I know swamp rats who never
match my Visa
I heard your girlfriend was a real dick pleaser
And a Too Short fan, faithfully
When I came to your town she couldn't wait to see me
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
coming, I'm yelling "Hootie Hoo"
When you start running watch who did he move
And don't come asking me, "Who did he shoot?"
That shit was hard
Leaving lil'
to heaven
Cause they don’t want me there
Okay I miss cocaine
The way that it filled the gap up in my brain
Sociopath, I can feel no pain
I just wanna get my
homie and
That's when your a one start to move like a foe move
But we play by the old rules
My blessing are my blessings
Whats for me ain't for you
desiree I missed you that day I hope you can still see me holler if you need me
Im the new sheriff in town like cleavon little in that old cowboy movie
So
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
Not many get to what I do by any means
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside
metal's so sharp I'm callin' it
Quincy, callin' it quits what rappers gon do when brawlin' with this I promise
Anybody fuckin' with me gonna get limbs cut
like Rob Base
Me and a beautiful girl we’re gonna share a place
Get married and start a family of seven
Five kids if you ask me that’s heaven
I got
say what I live
Take a seat, get down with my history
My old man never showed me love
That's the reason why he don't
Mean shit to me gotta succeed with
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing
part of me
Part of us excuse me
Forgive me for this verse
Possessed by the holy spirit Every line gets worse
This gift that I'm using used to be a curse
like they fly united
Swag is out man I'm fly as kites
Signing out in the best good nighty
Element season back Element season back oh no
Had to get me in
passed-men
They didn't choose to grow old and fold
And I'm sure they'd've loved a grandson to hold and mould when old
My old man taught me
He taught me to be
played to play that
Bullshit over and over and over, and when
I say that bullshit on me, what
I'm saying is: We love Drake
Drake is great he a great artist
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