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(Intro) Yeah Remember back in the days When you used to rock waves and shit One life,Yeah I had to fuck with 360 my nigger But ain't nobody in the hood fucking with my shit And that's what I'm sayin' (Verse) Since '95 mom had to work from 9 to 5 And I know the landlord fed up with our lies So we prayed up to Gods, to Josh and to Allah To keep us safe and watch our lifes 'Cause all we tryin' to do is do good I put on my hood when I walk through hoods 'cause These nigga these days is loco You get it in your vocals if you ain't a local Yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to go global That's why I'm trying to be a mogul And I hope without me spitting this soulful Well have mean the daily postal, flying coastal in tofu Like I told you I know niggers who trash rappin' Worried about the trend and fashion Rather than to sending passion They want me to send 'em texts SongtexteBut I just send 'em laughter Right after I start laughing I start asking what happened I'm back to the chapter Momma told me follow dreams Should never had to ask her to So that's what I do , Became an MC master Since that has been a disaster for you Any favourite rapper, go ahead ask 'em Who would draw you back,watch them grab some asthma Damn it's so sad, he post the chat up 'Cause he know he brought the back up Then to admit the kid is hotter than magnum But fuck it,gotta give credit where it's trough 'Cause you ain't going like the karma when it set to born you It can get you in your medical,fuck you up in the dance move So get you to the brief of reziduu, found you in the retinue And they taught me not to be so complex Never down to acomplish , articles and complex And the source, Alfredo of course There I go again,stepping out of line Running no course,I heard a report That is like sexual intercourse with your thoughts When I talk about the shoes in which I walk For it is not false , no afford that this kid from the north Speaks the force upon, and reinforce the source And you by now, you gonna sue me, never lost And that's some sort of divorce, or a corpse Born a boss, no days off,child labour Let me see yours in favour to spin that back like tornados (Verse) Yeah But it's far from over Won't stop until I mean hover And my momma's in a rover 'Til I'm the owner, Of the world's finest motors I'll be like supernovas In your daughters room on a poster Known as Mr. Reeves Be this musical composer This expected by a mark Ye not the stoner Marijuana my older And when I get older Hold my sperm into zone For my scrotum meets a septum over Like 3 times,have 3 kids I hope me and my wife could show 'em Not to make the same mistakes that we did All day knowledge to knowledge 'Cause yeah,they gonna need it And my fans wanna talk it I just went and received it Couldn't believe it, 'til I saw it with my own pupils Fuck that when I learned that their device was truly useful But fuck it ,only made it as human beings,more neutral Eventho over time our punished mistake grew more crucial Show you where the blue should, 'Cause my past match trick Hope when they all are checked Lights are even madly Go over mass it They have my songs mastered Until then all I can do is imagine Imagine, I'mma make it all happen Aus Songtexte Mania