Lyrics:
I'm just tryna live right, said I'm just tryna live right
Verse two, uh, niggas claim they're in the building, but they stay outside
I think you're
it up Live it Up
Get famous
Oh I been here before been here a minute fam
Im sitting by the door go check my Instagram
I need a milly coors... I need
A paper airplane soaring by
Plaster cloud in a concrete sky
A tinkering toy box lullaby-
What a pleasant place to live!
Matchstick building line
Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low (low)
They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live
I'm about to lose control (lose
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
alright (it's gon' be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright)
With you by my side (you by my side)
We
they just don’t see how they see color, shit
Sometimes I can’t think the same
Like my mind wrapped in chains
Supplied by all these brand names
Tellin' me
throwing the money you owe
(Graaa Yea)
When I get booked for a show
I’m dripping in style you can see by my toe
Cashed out on dior dior
I’m bringing
I've ever been alarming
I'm sorry if I stabbed you in the back, I promise to be unalarming
And I've been damaged up inside my head from all of this
feeling low
I don’t wanna know any day cause I’m feeling like
I don’t have anybody by my side, I’ve been feeling like everyday is do or die
And I wanna
Hea-vy
The all-star, dapper rapper
In conjunction with the funk that keep it blazin' out they trunks
What'chu want, sky's the limit, I live it, now is
Hea-vy
The all-star, dapper rapper
In conjunction with the funk that keep it blazin' out they trunks
What'chu want, sky's the limit, I live it, now is
watching my artistry spin
In the place where war be, based on a true story
Territory was made for me to pursue glory
Blast alone masses in zones have
We can just chill by the west side
One night on your waistline
She feeling the baseline
She feeling the baseline yeah
She feeling the baseline
She
Blooms in my name
blooms in my waking state
you're by my side
in the seating arrangement
sing me a song
where the frown sewn weeps
cracking
all by myself
I just took a DNA test, turns out I am not the best
Pretty little pessimist put feelings in my instruments
Can never suck on peppermints,
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
doored by the skinny slinderman bitch
Oh yeah get down
Wait what, dont front little maggot
Drenched in piss, with a pot full of cabbage
Dig up your granny
the slow surrender of each day into the night
You know, every half-lit corner of my mind is feeling tight
I can feel it in my pocket, I can feel it in my
was a grave
or a bid as a slave, we live in the land of the brave
where the home isn't free, grown niggaz be
in a zone, tryin to act out
don't seem to mean much;
Of anyone we've used more that most.
Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
Thrown around in
be positive - ugly or not -
Magnified media - live! - focused on a spot -
Pulling the mass eye to it to gaze upon it as God,
Which raises the fear in
Giving them words of fulfillment, one by one falling in darkness and grave
Forcing them to embrace the lies of god, to live upon his darkened grace
Don't delete the value
to live for by death
Don't delete the value
to live for by death
Don't delete the value
to live for by death
Don't delete
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