Lyrics

Hello? This nigga man. Fuck it. Okay okay okay okay, I say okay! They tried to push me out the way. They want my space they want my stage. They tried to, They tried to judge me and ain't even get to know my name. I'm block. I'm blocka blocking on a nigga for the chase. Im block. Im blocka blocking on a nigga for the I done made bad decisions Path I'm livin'. I don't even see me gettin' pass this written. Casket driven. I ask who with it. I want my shit tied with a shiny ribbon. The sun sits still when I pass just listen. My bud red haired nigga Kathy Griffen. I've done wrong shit in the past forgive him. Like stick niggas up hit the gas and dip it. I need gas, commission, Ain't no askin different. Or I lift niggas up like the pastor listen. I was easy b. On easy street. I wish I could tell you where you need to be. But time ain't really what it seems to be. And all hairs don't grow evenly. I took the world on nigga arm to arm. I need three baked zitis with the parmesans. I done made some bad decisions. Feeling like I was called upon. I feel like MJ before off the wall. These niggas couldn't reach me with a calling card. I'm really trying get us where we all belong. And fuck my whole job man I'm calling off. I'm calling off. (Hello?) I done made some bad decision. They tried to push me out the way they want my space they want my. Stage! Okay okay okay okay okay! I'm block. I'm blocka blocking on a nigga for the... Sheesh. Blast in the morning. I don't fast when I'm on it i just eat nigga look at my grind. I could see your whole face from the inside. And I could feel my whole soul from the bens ride. And I could feel anxiety attacking my sleep. And I could have the whole world standing front of me. And we could go 12 rounds when the bell sounds shit I'm hell bound I don't play around in these streets. And I don't lay I don't lay down in these streets. And they ain't got They ain't got lining with me. Or timing with me. My movement is funny. I'm playing for keeps. I save my receipts. I move in her tummy. I lay down repeat. Put it down put it down. Lay down repeat. Put it down put it down. Who's in my eyes. My two step is fine. I'm moving in key. I live for the time. My freedom ain't free. I wear Calvin Kline. I think I'm a model. I slap niggas up, Get your hands off my bottle. I like blueberries on my waffles. I leave rap niggas feeling aweful. I put my all in what it cost you. Yah. I'm ten toes down man I'm planted by the feet. They could never stand in front of me. Nigga I'm ecstatic just to see. I just wanna be as great as I can be. Finesse the vision. I never let em pass or forget your rhythm I just wanna do right till my whole team winning I'm feeling different. I hope you listen. I'm a make some good decisions. I'm a make some good decisions. Okay okay! Okay okay okay okay I say okay! They tried to push me out the way. They want my space they want my, stage! Okay okay okay okay okay! I'm block. I'm blocka blocking on a nigga for the. Sheesh. Yeesh. Okay okay okay okay okay. Okay? Okay. Okay okay okay okay, Okay.
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