paroles de chanson Goodbye Song - Big Love

No mo for me droppin' g's in da studio
Now what's poppin mini-me is needin' cereal
Rap inferior I'm searchin' my interior
Could never manage me just damage my exterior
I felt superior when I was in a vocal booth
Da game ull keep you local treat you like a prostitute
I salute every rapper out my city made it
I know help create it they ain't even got to state it
Dues paid it since da 4th grade literally
But now I think the Lord is workin' on me spiritually
And in reality my Grammy is my boys homey
I can tolerate the noise over being lonely
Never phony they gon' love me if I rap or not
I only trap for them miss u Kim a whole lot
Part of the plot people got they ain't see my plan
Been through the weather now you lookin' at a better man

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Its' been a ball man yall kept me motivated
Vesto da Don you da one help me elevate it
Like we related we've been in and out of every state
My running mate taught me how to take a dinner plate
Undaboss thought I lost ya but you home safe
We from the city of the syrup with the good taste
Been through the rain just to rap and try to entertain
Reverse da pain that I gained off of North Main
Relax my brain blowin' big by pacific waters
With a foreign that can follow my specific orders
Or with a camcorder zoomed on a model body
Or with my groom hollin' vroom in da Maserati
Since Lodi Dowdy I been rappin' for a mill token
Since Bout it Bout it I been tryin' to get a deal workin'
Chico and Stink yall help me keep da do'z open
This for the kid scopin' wantin' out the hood hopin'

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To my fans I apologize and love all
Realize all my sacrifices been for yall
All my rappin' affiliates I know you feelin' it
I'm steppin' out of the game and still killin' it
I been real with it since we called it the get-go
I'll miss the stage show lookin' low in the front row
All the dabs collabs blowin' and networkin'
All the late night writin' up till my hands hurtin'
I'm so for certain I must do a lot of soul searchin'
Unload some burdens for Big Love finally close curtains
So it's pertinent that I tip the scale to right from wrong
You reap what you've sewn this is my good-bye song
Rap ull move on Hip-Hop ull live long
They'll be another 50 Cent or Makaveli clone
Don't get a Love Jones now I done skated on
This for all the under-rated that been hated on