Lyrics:
comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Too many n*ggas hate me, but they scared to face me
This ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist Deep
I'm not an actor, but I'll show
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
on my window
So you see a n**** shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style
on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style
Ey you know what time it is, right, hahahaha
Khaligraph Jones, hey Dax what's good
You ready?
Big shout out to Vinc on the beat btw
Let's get 'em
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
have to funk wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out, kid
And I got mad love to give
You're all
I need
To get by
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow)
Sleaze gang
In this bitch smoking antidote its going down
Going down yeah Dow Jones
Move around
You in the way shorty won't you please move around
Move
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot
like, ha
Ain't no way you gonna stop me now
This drama pops out when I'm not around
Need to add Olivia Holt to my body count
You can sit on my face girl,
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
An incredible teacher
She taught me
To show and not tell
That there's always
A better word than
Got or get
She said
I should
Join the school band
The next year
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
By the time you gettin' out you gon' have a grandson
Fuck you bitch I'll see you in hell bitch!
Fuck that!! Fuck that!! Fuck, get off me! Fuck you
as a scone
Boom on these niggas
Jiggaboo Jones
Know im the shit when i get in my zone
Bitch i move quick and im slicker than chrome
My momma told me go hard
Buddah Monk
Yo, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
For the niggas who's here
And the girls who's out there
Throw your hands in the air
'Cause this one is
Jack still cries day and night.
Jack's not happy with his life.
He wanna do this. He wanna do that.
He wanna be kind but it's a fact for love.
You didn't know the edge of the razor was sharp
I smack this out the park 'cause I'm hittin' now
R-A-G
The E is not silent
Me, I gets violent
Chew
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World
but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World
or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us
)
I'm iced out, and keep snow, like an Eskimo
And when the show's slow (Show's slow)
I cook extra blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some
damage in your party
Can you manage what I'm dishing out? Go get your wishing count
You sell me something then I flip that amount
I just switched that
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