Been a long time for a while Are you ready to go now? Kick back and kick flips Always keeping in the midst yeah If mama had to red and trap him with a stake ship I take it out admissions and cracking Keep pounding like a deep sh** And me at school like nobody fresher than my click sh** Never thought you'd have a son like this This like the son Hold them n******gs like this He got his son forgotten Like ... He's confused so he takes it out on the drums like this Drop it, uh, pretty much I wanna be great Down P in my gla** I won't yell and tell'em my plate sponsored links I wanna be first place in the Grammy race With a college grand and all my Grammy... Want all my albums platinum, I want none on the shelf And I wanna be a great dad cause I had none for myself n******g So before I do right Never thought I'd have this test in my life I bet y'all I do it all tonight Free ninja! Been a long time for a while Ready to go now Just wanted to make the people clap Like that Like Wayne had thought at this with his song when he came back I just wanna live out the thoughts I have When I sit in the shower letting the water hit me Had visiting hours, I miss Cornerbread, I miss Rowdy I miss ...now they'd probably tell me that they were proud And show me who doubted you Right when they point at you I wanna come back 20 shoe But I wouldn't do that Cause I would turn out my limelight I'm just trying to live life like I could die tomorrow Like the sky is falling Life is diabolic People die for diamonds on the side of markets Police take forever to arrive in parking And by the time guy who copped him
Witness won't talk to a cop What am I supposed to do? Besides getting it on this rap sh**? But y'all talking at that...at that rap sh** You feel like a dumba** sh** Well that's cla**ic cause I talk He was right in one verse Yeah, I celebrate that tonight Been a long time for a while Ready to go now Magic in the music songs in the Kia life Feeling like Stevie Wonder what he see, I need a light Pardon me kindly, copy cat kittles You sneak or bite Better make them meet they words Wavy lives can Jesus Christ Neon price connecting to make the cla**ic Cla**ily frequently absent Back in the cla**es Back when I used to keep a quarter around my backpack Back when we were young in high school And me and the team was like a rat pack I'm young Sinatra rock the gold chain like Cleopatra Watching from the balcony Black binoculars at the opera Peeping the sh** from aside you see a different angle You see money behind closed doors And that sh** can change you Ain't had the rain but used to pick us up like every weekend ...seeking deeper meaning What's the word I heard the hood say but she'd been different And now he's dealing princes screaming Free my n******g ugly up until my lungs And I'll be popping bottles to bottom I hope this sh** doesn't show since out the Callie gone fame Tripping steak 1000 dollar plates These fake n******gs came from numbing not Put a walk around these diamonds a dozen times When timing is up she said she know I got it right I'm only here till tomorrow so I guess we're gonna do it right Been a long time for a while Ready to go now