Lyrics:
demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight,
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Let the time go by
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street, where you live
And oh, oh ,oh the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are
gotta tell me somethin',
Are you here in hollywood long?
I mean, I just...
No, I'm ah, we're recording here in town
You're recording here?
Yeah,
extend
That money you made by selling out them
Then you get caught this part isn't fun
Caught snatching the fees at seven to one
Seven million to you
Days come easy
By night it gets hard
So close to you
But yet I’m so far
Gets so ruff out here it gets tuff
Missing you babe
Cause I can't get enough
considering my money status
Come at me again see what happens
You're not supposed to be here
So leave before I give you seven kicks
In the place that hurts
To get this woman I was tellin' you about, I shook hands
With ninety seven of her kinfolk and her blood relatives
And I done just the same with eighty six
can't so you start the lyin'
Just like that nigga that think he dyin'
Get ta cryin', snitchin' and testifyin'
To all my people if I'm talkin 'bout your
Wallabies and furlongs
To undress it
6 inch by 7 feet
Rectangle, bent
To the naked eye
It looks like a line
The lion cries
The lion cries
7 sisters, 7
ain't
This is how we do it, let me spit it
Just let me paint, the picture
The second I get richer, i get bigger
Can you feel it, the second I got it
I got
bat an eye, they just stare and admire
How you do it, how you do it, it’s unusual
They try to copy you but can’t keep up with how you doing you
How you
9-1-1 what's your emergency?
The Lemonade Stand got robbed
Okay, how much did they bounce with?
Like seven dollars
Psh, uhah, aint nobody got time
followers, show me where
I'd rather have friends with me here
Not clicks from people who just stare
Lost in the likes, don't stay there
I'm telling this to me,
near
Tired of living life in fear
Feel misplaced
I don't belong here
Feel misplaced
I don't belong here
All I see are death stares
All the hate has been
give it seven seconds
I'd used to stand at the station hands in my pockets
Long hair, big heart, low cash in the wallet
My voice got hot like the glass
The packers versus cowboys
What a classic, let's implement
The fact that Bart Starr won That game with ten seconds left
He drove it down the field just like
help not to care
They're gonna stop and stare
We're making something out of nothing at all
What's all you hear is all just hearsay
Thrown by some
And the dwarfs of falseness throw mud at your back
Guided by spells from the old seer's hands
You're suffering pain only steel can stand
Stay well on your way
money get the henny and the blunt yeah
We gon make it rain in here
I got a thick bitch doin back flips
On my lap she gon make it clap
Wait one second
I
a nasty ass attitude
cnd I ain't even mad at you
I'm just sitting here counting blessings Look what God do
Hook:
This a champions theme song
This
seriously I need your attention
For just a second
Please, I think somebody lost
The contact down here
So everyone look around a contact lens
Hey someone lost
head all out
Delusion came around, was out here waiting for a second bout
By the skin on my teeth, and the plaque that stays lying underneath
I found
it’s a one eight seven
By a three-fifty seven
While Jesus telling me beware of the leavened
I’m spilt in the middle like malcolm
I’m drowning
It’s only
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