I don't care what y'all.
If life began at you.
And it's been dead to bad.
It's the U. Move up with us.
See it all now.
Wool off my eyes.
The whole world alive.
A trick in disguise.
What's down for the rise with no airbag on my side?
ain't got pride to patronize but they kept racing me by I can't
A hit from the wise.
Any man demise.
Affect all our lives.
I see it in the lens how y'all split the peoples, but the trials and tribulations.
Elections of life remain a secret So it's cold outside and cold inside
Wallah, I answered.
When you're pulled to the top and flip up your collars, they say.
Laugh today and cry tomorrow.
I say never cry.
Don't give them the satisfaction.
Don't call them.
But you thinking young Ted, you got a little bread.
Be honest, easy to say.
We need money out here.
We trying to kick up.
It's all good.
Don't get this understood.
We've been stuck.
I've stuck so long.
Thank you.
See you later.
It feels like I'm losing my mind
Seems like I'm dying inside.
With me.
It's hard to say the truth, but we approve.
Whatever out this booth affect our youth.
Shit, all I do is hope ain't fucked.
Y'all are too bad.
And I left you with more than a negative.
to see about this.
I ain't just no checks in the cash.
I say prayers for them hoes.
that be shaking that ass.
I got lips for you niggas who just want wheels and
slaps white boys with skateboards huffing paint out of bags it's insanity
And thus, why they stuck in a brush But with no answer to this Who the fuck can they trust?
human nature ease the pain take the quickest rush it's usually money
Murder or lust, you can listen to me, homie.
I done paid you, dude.
I've been in your tops and your jock socks and shoes.
You think you in a.
position where you just can't move.
It just ain't true.
Please believe you can't move.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
With, with me.
With, with me.
You doing hey, Neos.
Can't be a clientele when you shop the shop Cause hoes don't stick to them sales
We'll use an 80-hour class.
Do your check and shit.
Don't host me.
Cause your wheels ain't thick on your flippin' padded pies.
Wednesday, fries, Mickey D's, Wallace the Mac.
Get it?
You get slow cheese.
All I suggest is that you roll up your sleeves.
It'll be a long story.
on for the rainbow to be, but we complain about our shoes to the fools.
that we eat by doing this.
You can lose when there's a man with no feet.
So look both ways when we're crossing the street.
Objects in the mirror are life.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I'm going to give you some work.
I'm talking limitless keys in all this.
to you no returns to me say what you want out of life now be
Can it be?
Oh, we're just too many.
We're just too many.
Cheese.
