Lyrics:
I been flying around the world
Like I got some time to kill
I don’t work no 9 to 5
Cause my hustle pay the Bills
I kiss and tell no tales
Yeah bet I
pull me up
Right on track I'm moving on
My life is like a movie tho
Now my bird is flying off
My flight is around world
By now you already know
By now
out from the bottom and build with ya
Be on my last dollar and split the bill with ya
I'm 23 with morals and plans of living cordial
Not rich, but
talking 'bout?
Church is definitely on the move
And we gon' continue
To hustle and grow and develop by far
As I rotate with my true player partner
By
something a good friend had wrote
Describing my world
It says:
"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat
Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque
Nastiest bluegrass songs you've ever heard in your life
I'm talking about the kind of song
Where not only is
I remember every sound my heart used to make
Before
I was born inside the world of man
Am I everything you wanted me to be?
Am I
What there is when
weight up realize money over fame
Dollar bill dollar bill I need my change
Niggas want to move these mountains
Counting bands by the thousand
Get out they
the new Mike Tyson's Roy Jones
Bill Clinton's the new JFK, without the hole in his dome
The new Don Trump is Bill Gates
Not because his occupation, it's
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
goals by hidin in the muck
So I try to continue workin for big bucks
This is my world and it feels fucked up
Always got a twirl in my brain, fucked up
is a simple and serious rule
That if you are punished it cannot be cruel
My favorite amendments nine and ten
Say all other rights
Not mentioned
And you ain't gotta empty ya pockets when the K's out
Whatever you holdin' is mine you my Paypal
See I don't get how this guy is a treat
I'll make his
told her
That I shouldn’t be talking to her
Because I’m not crazy … but
I ended up really enjoying
Her conversation is
That crazy? We talked about
it, after that swallow it
Stand by baby where you at huh?
Raise ya hand high
You dont suck, what? that's a damn lie
Got red rye my man ride my fam
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
The only shit they want to see is that doggy tag
Hopin' that the worryin' will cease
And your ass will be home in one damn piece
But my mom ain't gotta worry
cause it's a cold world
Your wife, I call her "Oh girl" her head makes my toes curl
And she awfully thick, help me get off these bricks
Coffee kick,
Malcolm in the
Middle spitting it quick
If you do not like it
Here's my middle finger flip
Switching up my flow just to show
You that I'm the shit
Don't
Excuse me, as I repeat myself
Work twice as hard to complete myself
My opposition is not pretending
When I work twice as hard to defeat myself
Fuck being
was not the first or the last time in my life that I would ever feel like I was at rock bottom. In writing holiday music one of my favorite themes, is
home is all they've known, for me home is in the heart
I Gladly turn my back to the world for my friends
As long as the circles tight, they'll watch my
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
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