Lyrics:
do is confide and stressed out by a text huh
My momma say if you out there lying confess huh
Up in my city, they see em lay em to rest so
I'm inside
my know how is always going ham
I'm the new G like arm and Hammer
I'll be causing havoc just by showing manners
All these clout chasers need the beef
I
Feelings changing like the seasons
Meetings with the devil has it's reasons
Readings of my soul in the evenings
Teachings from the source always
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
doing
On this academy, she is the reaper of the midnight
12 o'clock is killing time
Don't know how I ended up with her in this world
Somehow I'm still
Burps whadya mean it's your fuckin
Beer! You think your
Fuckin DOWN! You think you know what
The FUCK it is to be DOWN! You
Don't fukkin know! YOU
to seek the truth
Tiss the season the season to mend se leve
This screaming seasons reserved for screamin reason to the demons on tv
Motherfuckers spittin
the street at night, sharpen my pride
Just a goat in the rain
Keep the peace by my side, sharpen my knife
War was only the game
This be the season we making it
it was destined for me,
To see the penitentiary
Late Friday, or was it Early Saturday?
I hit him with the shotty that I bought from the academy
A love for all seasons
Is what we're working on
A love for all seasons
Is a love we can depend upon
No elusive summer love, not for us
(Not for us)
can't find the way to get to me
Failed to get me off academy
Awaiting is future in front of me
Future is bringt and I feelin it
Proudly I sayin it
God is
Get the point
Each universe is different
And you've experienced nearly
Every single fucking one of them cunt
Yeah right
And then you got yourself
So one two three four five
Put that big ol' thing in drive
I'ma take everybody by surprise when you start hearin' this shit worldwide
All it takes
Yeah
I'm back on my crazy shit
I be going ham for the hell of it
This is just playing I'm already outta here
Intergalactic I'm played by the aliens
Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday
A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win
SUPERCHARGED by Kwanza Jones
This is the time of year to lend a hand
Yeah it's the season that we give, yeah
This is the moment to do what we can
catalyze
It's a catastrophe, I know they mad at me
And actually I do it casually, an academy of these strategies
I take em into agony, they sanity is going
Every passing day is the same
One more season's gone and changed
The world still spins and time won't wait
Think I might just fade away
Every
like I'm living you won't understand me
Bro got sweets for his face, I call it eye candy
I'm selling like Brandy, day dates is casual
All my diamonds
I don't know how many stars there are
Up in the heavenly sky
I only know my heaven is here on earth
Each time you look into my eyes
The way you
I don't know how many stars there are
Up in the heavenly sky
I only know my heaven is here on earth
Each time you look into my eyes
The way you
the academy of arts and sciences
Thoughts of scientists, plus what tragedy to triumph is
Try, try again, I rule the night with an iron fist
An indication
it was destined for me,
To see the penitentiary
Late Friday, or was it Early Saturday?
I hit him with the shotty that I bought from the academy
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