Lyrics:
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditioning
And you can't see b- the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blaring the system in your
bitch, I'm fucking with the fleek hoes
And I'd never give my soul up for a bankroll
Niggas get lucky standing right there by the rainbow
No rain though,
you expect til' then til' then
I got more dreams than I do bands
No need for sleep unless the mills in my hand
If it's not bout green than it's time
happen right away. And it was tough. There were doubts to conquer medical and life-threatening complications during pregnancy and birth, an immaculate
Speeding past your alabaster companions
Wally West, but blacker
Wallabee Beatles plus one before Sector V was established
A boss ass bitch
Good ass kid.
to talk about
I love you til I’m not around
Until I’m underground
There’s us
Ohh
Better or for worse
At our best at our worst
If we blessed or we cursed
Ohh
Believe me, when I say
Before light, there was dark
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going, where you going?
Where you going?
If I
Flexing
Flexing
Flexing
Yea SyndRome
Yea Yea Kingsmen
NerdMix Yea
Indy U in this bitch
Yea
Strongman in the building
I'ma flex on em 'til they feel
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
fact's
I'm like Wu-Tang infused with Nas when the beat is there to act
So switch it
(Yeah pablaww ha you don't fuck with the Harmo Records crew man)
One
sang on our radio
But something was missing no spring to my stride
No one was standing, there by my side
But the world keeps on spinning and time
relapse
How can you say that?
Tell me that I ain't have a shot and there was no God
I am encourage by all the discouragement, Bala won't stop 'til the day
I thought I did all there was to do
I give my best to you
It ain't over til it's over
Ooh-oh ooh-oh ooh-oh
It ain't over til it's over
Ooh-oh
we're like The Beatles (trippy)
Ah, yes, nigga, in every city, pay dues
Bonnaroos was splittin' a dollar fifty
I snooze, still sleep, but our prices
shit gotta work, there ain't no back-up plan
Then your son pulled you away, god damn, it's like
Uh, now let the story begin (Now let the story begin uh,
a Black Beatle like Rae Srem' and them
And every weekend a half M&M
Shout out every word in my verse
I need you to scream with me 'til it hurt
'Cause
think you've got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
'Til they passed on you, they ain't see what they was missing
a move
Mr. T, Mr. Act-A-Fool, Mr. Break-The-Rules
Mr. Told-You-I'd-Be-There-At-12-And-Ain't-Get-There-'Til-2
Mr.
As I soar yeah baby I like it raw
No cigar, I ran over the pop star with my car,
Again and may the best jam win
Here I go, there you go
Bingo,
it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
It was a full
I saw you, through the mountain haze
You looked at me by the side of a lake
I looked at you, said I was unphazed
I cannot lie baby girl, I was so
you just said you're sorry
I know that we could work it out somehow
But if this was a movie, you'd be here by now
If you're out there, if you
And I met this lil shawty
And I thought she was an actress
Look better in person than her pictures
Fuck a catfish
My heart doin' backflips
Breakin'
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