Lyrics:
are broke and I
Ain't talking about financially
Talking about your mental state
Y'all are living in agony
You hate your life and mad
I made a dream
body's a temple, I'm sayin' it true
All praises are due over instrumentals
The way that I spit is Essential
The paper I get is Essential
I made it this way
mother lied, sound familiar?
It's the fucking Lion King
You stole from a Disney movie, you androgynous douche, what's next
The story of a French king
What we gotta learn man we gotta know that we all are gods
It's only a matter of time man we gotta learn how to surpass all the negativity
Learn how
and signs for those who seek
When they said, Truly Joseph and his brother Benjamin are loved more by our father than
We, but we are a strong group, really
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
Instrumental
Each step I take has already been made
By someone in the 90s who wrote this exact song
I have nothing to say
Instrumental
I don't want to do this
sisters
Then the thought made me sick, what if I was his victim
See my whole life, I have always sang in the choirs
I even sang in my school, I always sang
Uh huh
Uh huh
Whoo
Yeah, yeah, let's get it
Fuck you
cy, yeah
What up my niggas and niggettes
If you ain't know by now, yeah I been next
Gained
a heaven sent instrument
My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes
For your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm
a Disney ride
Oh space mountain, stakes are astounding, lemme get a taste of the fountain of youth
Dreams never died, only got bigger, waiting on the clock
ain't what she did, it's what she didn't do for me
That brought me to this moment
And made me who I am on this recording
And this is my story
This
the road
Flew back then flew in
My mum knows what I'm doing
And deep down, I know she's screwing
I fell asleep with 13 scores in my mouth
Had a dream about
leave, I'll take you to a flight (whoa-whoa-whoa)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
Wake up, thank god for my pay stub
Collect my peso
Only thing on my mental, making instrumentals
40 oz's by the case loads
Got to know I love ganja,
an ounce of the truth: that's my fountain of youth
R.I.P. to Mr. Shakur, this one is for you
Nippsey Hussle and I got my nigga Stalley on it
Double MG
with skills that are clever
But I escape by wandering from this world to the next
A hero in every story-with the video games I trek
I don't drink
were decoy
Falling to the depths of hell where all my dreams are a void
You make the same song they jumping for joy
I don't care if you got salt numbers
up
Always got the paycheck
Never took a pay cut
Payday will be worth all the broke nights I stayed up
So in my cup I'm mixing up whatever dreams are
is that even a question
Be careful what you say to folks, they gon try and take your dreams
Life is just a game of chess, they gon try and take your
probably shouldn'ta worn up in this bright lime
What everybody judging me for? I'll wear what I like!
Maybe you shoulda pulled your sandals off and pants up
)
I got it if you need it
A reminder (ar)
Reminder (ar)
Reminder (ar)
'Cause I can give you a friendly reminder (ar)
Do what I done without
are you? Yo
Who are you, what do you do, Who do you do it for?
What do these people really need, how do you make them more
Than what they thought they
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