Lyrics:
reality and dreaming, scheming
Get deleted by my team when you least expect it
Flip the script then I wreck shit
Caught you by surprise, now recognize
When the world is such a mess
It's hard not to feel depressed
Getting stressed by what may come in time.
But life is much more pleasant when
you get what you get
Yeah nigga, pistol to your ear nigga
Have my big homie kill your lil' nigga
We heard the bricks comin' on the boat
We
the old-school Chevys
Big homies in the glass house smash out
We sailin' down Bentral with our flags out
Blabbermouth niggas better keep the
Hood out they mouth
I wanted to be a wreck forever
And now I've become;
This monotone swirl inside
Of your sister's new blender
Inspired by what goes
On in the vwomp
We on?
Cool (Big Solo)
Last night I saw my bottom and it was approaching fast
Surrounded by some bottles and a bunch of broken glass
Whenever I see
to it you know how we do it vip wilding flashing big faces running hard all week now we celebrating by the bar douces got it by the cases turning up with
of Frosted Flakes
I wreck the mic like if you drivin and lost your brakes
My mouth got ice shattered with princess cuts swollen
I'm the ish like if I had
tell em suckas don't
Trip
I know they blinded by the
Drip
I tell em all don't trip
Temple
Just so you know
I'm really big on respect
So all you
walk into the room
Cuz you bring that big parade
Well, you get my attention when you walk your walk
Fire up some wisdom when you talk that talk
walk into the room
Cuz you bring that big parade
Well, you get my attention when you walk your walk
Fire up some wisdom when you talk that talk
be thinking about no sorrow
As we drink away tomorrow
I've never been big on prideful sobriety
So raise your glass high with taste
Cause we're all
old kids, doin' drive-bys on Big Wheels
Or maybe you want to see it be more fatal
Like Kindergarten kids, tryin' to cook crack with Play-Doh
Now I
I'm catchin' wreck
Chillin' by the projects, money got the high-techs
Goin' till the break o'dawn, never see bed
Get red when I said, got gats
my room.
Wash my clothes!
Stepmother and stepsisters
make Cinderella tired and sad.
One day,
there is a party at the castle.
Cinderella, what are you
Look at the cars as they roll by
Benz, Ferraris, trucks up high
Beepers connecting players to big-time deals
With all of this technology who needs
room?
And every single one of your friends was making fun of you
But fifteen seconds later they were clapping, too?
Then, what did you do?
Did you
your foot on first
Been about ten years since I been high off the 'angel'
Now I'm walkin' side by side with an angel
In front of my eyes, that prize
This is your station baby
All I see is strobe lights
Blinding me in my hindsight
Finding me by myself
Promise me you can help
In all honesty I got
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
Odd Future leaving even niggas in past tense
Style is patent, the measures is drastic
Either
to make it big
Man you can sign but I deliver, uh
You uninformed betta get familiar, uh
'Cause when I spit it man my shit is iller, uh (talk your shit
And he said ‘You and your big cheeks have got me’
Along with ‘Disarm’ and ‘Flooded Quarry’
Turn off the base with the beat-box detox
Pull off the pace,
repeating endlessly
Could you guide me in
Could you smother me
I'd swoop around your head
But I never hit
I'm blinded by your daylight
Electric veins passed
This for anyone with ambition, calling anybody that'll listen
I'm wishing all your dreams come true, 'cause mine did
And yeah, you know I had to put
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