neural_rap.txt

And bow so hard when it wasn't his?!
I'm living in the ride, throw a movie
Ayo, I'm sitting on top of this fake-ass party
Me drown sorrow in that ghetto university
A creative way to promote some pussy
Sometimes it's so un-Camry
You got a history
How much they don't ball out, boy
Stop running up my money
Don't worry about my ebony
And my only enemy
About how I feel like Christmas officially
So are we speaking metaphorically?
And I'm about to get along with you sexually
And it's still so lonely
You know it's especially
It's a party in your face looking all Captain Crunchy
I'm not too laughy
My girl a superstar all from a page of your body
But I'm a douche then put me on the keys right now she just some lady
Come and meet me in your eyes, that you, try not to act moody!
They see a black street like Chauncey
I played Ready for the one, baby
We killing the game be
Fuck you and all the broke motherfuckers passed away
That's why I spit it so hard I could buy my way
And got the hundred with the text say
Ya'll ride the beat go “duh duh da”
Made to make it hard for her girl birthday
A hundred dollar bills, this ain't okay no more today
I went and told her, “Get away”
It feel like O'Shea
I'll show you the next
You would think these niggas soon as I did, all the concerts so owww
I thought you could unfollow
Rose gold Jesus piece with the groupies in the studio
I know she love Beyonce, let me on Rodeo
On one of my life like there's no tomorrow
So you could unswallow
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they just not new
And what we do
I hit the radio them faggots ain't let me upgrade you
So many records in my eyes, whoo!
If I'm unfaithful, blame it on the past all we got that, that thing go
You can't say no
And I hang up and you don't speak to me though
I'll move my family we know
One time let it crash, burn slow
Lick the black, get the C.R.E.A.M., same story, yo
She went from being Joe Blow
If I lay low
I done did dirt and went to church and let the douja blow
I'mma get a nut
Why you trying to cut
Dog, I was going through problems, you gotta fake em out
Let me remind you, you the shit out anyway, I hope they post it
Knew I was a Jeremy Scott?
Just tell me when I got a man or not
What if we both honest
Telling me that I let you know he's stressed
I met him at the hottie first
Now that I'm gassed
And the days been crazy and I start
Let's make a priest faint
Turn the radio down I mean ahhhhh I'm breaking out the word can't
In love with the drop off outside of the night, you ain't me, what you felt
They tryna make it melt
That's when I see my only focus is staying on some silly shit
Seen with some bullshit
Kanye the most press kit
You see how I feel your spirit
Cold as the chorus hit
As kids we used to do it with the kids laughed
Dad cracked a joke, all the cars, the clothes, the lights, the stress of life left
The kids been calling you the other got Bridget
Realized I got weed, drink, and yeah we fucked
Fronting though: yo, I lived that
Downtown mixing fabrics tryna find where to raise my kids at
Cause they make noise
And kept little brother at bay, at a ring from Tiffany's
Just a few toys
We used to pull em up outta pills, rob that CVS
I'm so Lazer, I'm so Flava, I'm so self-conscious
Feelin better than the music is the flow that is only obvious
Historically I'm kicking bitches out like we famous
4-door - do to be spontaneous
First class with the Christmas gifts
And I'm like, if you follow the charts
Or rock some mink boots in the land where niggas plug like outlets
AHHHHH, get out of hits
I'mma make the donuts
Basquiats, she learning a new fitted, and some tints?
It seems we living no limits
Make you touch the exhibits
You still ratchet cause they need more seats
And see if Jessica Stam got the facts to back this
I mean, we walked in our business
When he came in first class
She said dude, that's cool I fucked the waitress
Always said what the cops taught us
I put him all in the presence of greatness
What the, what the fuck you hard on the screen that's not ours
You gotta love it like it was for all Of these years?
We all went to church and let the dream turn to Kruegers
Just forget I said WOWZERS!
Grab your remote, for the World's game, this is the pioneers
Too Short called, told me stick to the top like elevators
Begging one of these hoes doin sit-ups
I played Ready for the church steps
And I love you for that Benz I push miracle whips
Chased the good life my whole family whips; no Volvos
My freshman year I was into trios
And I'll never let him back in a room full of no's?
I'm about to have twins
With all the years and the TV screens
Get away from my spins
Your boy back on his green like croutons
It's a party in your life for seasons
I guess that's why they got it all really means?
Who's the new Jesus chains?
Got a middle finger pedestrians
This nigga graduated at the airport and followed your dreams
Real nigga back to their arms
If you put that glacier on your beams
Act now and the screams
Hey baby what it is with females
You drunk and hot girls
It's like the promised land of the bills
That chick know she bad, tell by the ice and jewels
Now everybody got the facts about these plaques
30,000 feet up and you and I can catch the beat rocks
This the real millionnaires or the stacks
Bow on our income tax
Look at my life to Stephen King's
I know of some things she don't wanna do the ugliest things
The Thriller version of Mase next to fags
If somebody woulda told me you was so Fugees
I guess it's hard to find where the tissue is
I know they rhinestones
For the tracks I done lost and made the new slaves
And tell me where I come in deuces
So here's a few pairs of new Airs
Bought the chain throw off the plane, Konnichiwa, bitches
Homie, I don't use rubbers, need more drinks and less lights
But with my folks
And in her eyes
Bet they give me scoliosis until I comatoses
And you know to get you waves
Hard with all these girls just fighting over the damn lames
Really Doe told you to the skies
I mean the bitch so fresh I had a belt in two classes
I'm Kan, the Louis Vuitton feathers, now that some fly maids
Runaway slaves all on the leaves
And I was in limbo I raised the gas prices
Yeezy, Yeezy, take a lot more than a buzz
And I know he love you then they got white friends
That's good for my love and have hater kids
Like a porn star, I'm a Chicagoan till Chicago ends
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he wasn't talking about coke and birds
The opportunity, the proper top of our body
Soon as this beat was
Thinking back to Vegas
Especially if you acquire those Alaia's
Is hip hop just a virgin, a baby
We above the law, we don't really go away
I wish I could buy my way
And I know I did it when we don't care what people say
Bottle after bottle till we got is today
Modern day MJ with a porn star, I'm a straight up to the operas
She got a couple of seconds?
A million out the Benz
So they could never say we did the numbers
The doctor said I hit the movies
And excuse me miss, I forgot your Ray Bans
Was to make up for days
I mean, you can brag to all your relatives
Yeah I got the money on clothes with logos
Yeah we still gonna annihilate the festivals
That if you let her
Where do the CPR
Maybe you could unfollow
Soon as the winter
Cause with my girl acting like Mr
Wedding in June, what could be your damn liar
I just blessed to be down with the yay as a steam that power
Get it, roll the weed and let the water wash over my caesar
Dawg, if I could build a new sweater
Grammy night, damn right, we got that, that thing clear
I'm way up, I feel like V.A. or the hangover?
I sold my soul through the wire
Probably be cremated before I get more older
Make it feel like it's things I see my daughter
Ohhh, why she says she gave me his number
Who said her favorite rapper was the best summer ever
Old folks talking bout Linda, from last September
We ball in 2 seats, and you out of my Jeep, but not no Kia
We give a damn if you look at me for?
I'll touch every curve of your favorite author
And we don't live here
Last night ain't go to class; Bueller
I had to let you know that now it's over
I heard that when I get a hold of you