Clarity.. Clarity.. Clarity.. . [Verse 1: Mac Miller]. Figure all this out, I ain't gona take a charity. Marry me, wish everyone could shake and play the tambourine.
I try to stay humble but it's hard when you this fly.. want a picture with you hand the camera to their guy... and i know that they just wanna pose with the kid.
Yeah. let me crack open my high life real quick. product placement. . lets take it to the top now. to the top now baby. I'mma take my time. through rain sleet snow.
We ain't on the same shit, no way. You ain't from my planet we don't speak the same language. This is an occasion, ain't it?. I'm feeling good and they hate it.
My regrets look just like text I shouldn't send. And I got neighbors, they're more like strangers. We could be friends. I just need a way out of my head.
Uh, $ign. Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Ayy. . I been waitin' all night for this moment. I been waitin' all year for this moment. I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me.
Where are you?. Ohhhhh-ohhh (hehehe). Ohhhhh. The Divine Feminine, an album by Mac Miller. Ohhhhh-ohhh. (The Divine Feminine, hehehe). (The Divine Feminine, hehehe).
Say these niggas ain't ridin' on low, oh. Push Benz through the bitch. I need a trophy for this shit, dawg. I need a trophy for this shit. . City of the year, City of the year.
If I wasn't rappin' I probably be wrastlin'. Hand to hand grapplin' on the corner of Madison. Or real-estating, trying to sell you a mansion. Or rollerblading doing 360 flat spins.
I got that killer shit, I got that killer shit. . [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]. Killer shit. Villainous hero don't give a shit. Hancock, Will Smith. Adrenaline, with a twist.
The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what.
Yeah.... . Yeah.... . Cool.. . Turn it up. uh-huh.. yeah.. . He came back. In the same suit that he was buried in. Similar to the one his grand father was married in.
Allow me to break down the game behind the bracelets, earings, chains, watches and rings. The bling the crystal-encrusted, princess-flooded, canary-studded, blue-colored, and blood-stained.
This one goes out to the baby girls. In a rush, growin' up in this crazy world. Yeah, your brother on the road and he never home. I know you feelin' kinda sad now that daddy gone.
Verse 1. . Its just the talk of the town. Coming from the mouth of the hood. The Jaws of Life. I bare arms. Crack my paws and write. Laws an rights. Rules an regulations.
Carrera's A Predator. Collector Of The Best Of The Ericas, Rebeccas, Etc... Set In My Way). . One For The Money. And Two For The Base. Three For The Bail.
Lupe!. Ho, Verbal. F-N-F U-P. Yeah, we do what we do. Chicago Mann. . Can you let me know?. Baby can we get up together?. I ain't like those chicks, I'll treat you better.
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Uh, Dark Child, wha. Ohh, Mary J. Blige. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Said I couldn't do it again but I did. . Can't get you off my mind. Thinkin' about you all the time.
Intro: Styles. . Dj Clue. Desert Storm style baby. What nigga. . All:. . L-O-X, chest to chest, back to back. glock for glock, Mac for Mac. Dope and crack is what we sling do things you talk about.