Lyrics:
name's Junior, it's not Steven
I'll make your jawside look uneven
Yo this is how we're doing it yeah
That was big, that was big, that was big
That was big
be the reason that
My life was ruined, too
Bitch, I hope this fate change you
By prey this fate claim you
How is Justin a real Driverand you
Ain’t see
'm right here, you heard
I used to be Jaffe Joe, I used to be Killa
I think I'ma go with something different this year
I'ma go with
Hook
J.R. Writer
manufactured.
My fellow Americans, we have to be different than this. We have to be better than this and I believe America is so much better than this. Just look
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
they honey they kings
Them is the facts you could tell by the rings
(Yeah) enough, enough
(They said they heard enough) Yeah
Double cup (Okay)
Livin' up
come over
You're not gonna wanna miss this
I wanna tell you something
Might have heard it through the vine
If you get my message
You'll be mine by
in that case, in that case, what do you have?"
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
I said "OK, I'll take
up in heaven tell God I need his help. I'm surrounded by
these demons and I'm fightin by myself
This Pain is on my.. pain is all my pain is on my
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
to them earlier
And this is what the state of hip-hop is like
I'm thinkin', "Damn, this cannot be right"
And I agree that everybody's a biter but if you
transition
Wait
I don't want to be near
My dark intuition
I need you here by my side
My beautiful mystery guide
Wait
Life is a meteor
Let your
Nigga busting bubbles
Niggas tapping out
When I bring out the muscle
Fuck what you heard
What you heard what you heard
What you heard what you heard
What
was born fo' (you know what this is)
Hundred bands (yeah)
All I know is more and more (uh-huh) (what's up)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm goin' broke
to be honest, I’m tired, I’m angry, but I don’t know what to do
So, I’m going to just make this statement
Cause this is my home
This is my home and I
contrary to what they said and I did
This is just to let you know
I'm gonna make (I'm gonna make)
I'm gonna make my (my)
Money (money)
I'm gonna make
Have you been tried in that fire?
I heard bullets sing higher than Mariah in choir
Spent a lot of time trappin', now I'm tryna retire
But this shit
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm hear to tell ya about the good news
Somethin' about the path that we
faith, a child was born, but no
one could be the father, except for a god.
This child was a gift from the skies of life-divine or...
Another sky is
renaissance
And I know that my debutantes
Been keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been
went away for a while when your dad had to hold it down
I questioned God, like "Why is this happenin'?" You know it's 'bout
Everything that happen,
to worse keep this on the hush, uh
I know you seen me on the video (true)
I know you heard me on the radio (true)
But you still don't pay me no
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
on your belly with your hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself just what am I doin'
On this road
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