Late 808

So I typed a text to a girl I used to see

Sayin’ that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be

And I apologize if this message gets you down

Then I CC’ed every girl that I’d see-see ’round town

Threw his own youth off the roof after paradise

Leave it to Beaver

I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him

Yeah, they all wanna greet him

The only thing on a mind of a shark is: Eat

By any means

And you’re just sardines

Your trunk in the front

Well check this out my top in the trunk

Man I swear my life is perfect, I could merch it

If I die I’ll prolly cry at my own service, igh, igh!

It was a dream, you could not mess with the Beam

This is like this many rings

Y’all know wha’ mean?

This for the kids of the king of all kings

This is the holiest thing

This is the beat that played under the Word

This is the sheep that ain’t like what it heard

This is officially first

This is the third

And I didn’t even try to work a job

Represent the mob

At the same time thirsty on the grind

Chi state of mind

Lost my momma, lost my mind

Life my love, that’s not mine

Sorry for the trouble that I put you and your heart through

God knows that I’d do anything for a part two, or to

Be prayin’ for the day you come back to me, sayin’ that you forgive me

Give me another chance, I’m needin’ it like a kidney

I don’t wanna advance, give me back her hands

Give me back her touch

But if you really cared for her, then you wouldn’t have never hit the airport to follow your dreams

Sometimes I still talk to her, but when I talk to her

It always seems like she talking ’bout me

My life story strictly business never blew my chance

Moms kicked me out the house when I was flipping “I’m The Man”

Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat

Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace

Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide

Gonna find you and take it slowly

Ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide

Gonna find you and make you want me

I get mad frustrated when I rhyme

Thinking of all the kids that try to do this for all the wrong reasons

Season change mad things rearrange

But it all stays the same like the love doctor Strange

Daddy looking down, I know he see me blowin’ up

My grandma would be so proud

Tell me them lies that you want me to hear

I try to forget, but it’s hard to forgive

The way that I met her was on tour at a concert

She had long hair and a short miniskirt

I just got onstage drippin’, pourin’ with sweat

I was walkin’ through the crowd and guess who I met

I whispered in her ear, “Come to the picture booth

So I can ask you some questions to see if you are a hundred proof”

It’s like I remember slap boxing now we clap shots to catch props

From knocking rocks on the block to chop the fat crops and jock

I see the Jakes and motivate cause half my team be holding weight

We march across the Golden Gate Bridge, my mind is in the soldier state

The Mac Dad will make you jump jump

Daddy Mac will make you jump jump

Kris Kross will make you jump jump

She said, Mouse I highly doubt that I’ll ever see you again

Hope everything is well kid

You see I’m just finding’ out I have a brain tumor but I never felt it

The doctor’s giving me three weeks to live

Not three weeks ’til I die, that’s three weeks to give

I just wanna tell you that I love you and I care

I wish you all the best throughout the rest of your career

And then she broke into tears

I pressed seven, took the phone from my ears

Sometimes the simplest of things people need it

But I ain’t call back in fear of being speechless

I woke up early this morning with a new state of mind

A creative way to rhyme without using knives and guns

Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God

And keep your face to the risin’ sun

But if I fall asleep and death takes me away

Don’t be surprised, son, I wasn’t put here to stay

It’s like this and like that and like this and uh

It’s like that and like this and like that and uh

It’s like this and like that and like this and uh

I flow steady like the sands in the hourglass

Droppin mad paragraph after paragraph

In the night time, keep me out of sight, it’s the poltergeist

When I’m ghost, I’mma cut the line, now you outta mind

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that’s just how I feel

Big bank take a little bank

Everyday spillin’ up drank

She want the whole crew, shawty brave

When the money talks, what is there to say?

Blow away, watch it blow away

When I die can’t take it to the grave

We were beginners in the hood as Five Percenters

But somethin’ must’ve got in us ‘cause all of us turned to sinners

When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard

Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted

Look at me

I’m looking’ forward to the memories of right now

Never forgettin’ from where I came

And no matter where I’m headed, I promise to stay the same

I’ll move my family out the country

So you can’t see where I stay

So go and grab the reporters

So I can smash their recorders

See they’ll confuse us with some bullshit

Like the New World Order

And my head keeps spinning

Can’t stop having these visions

I gotta get wit’ it

I must got an angel, ‘cause look how death missed his ass

Unbreakable, what, you thought they’d call me Mr. Glass?

Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past

Toys “R” Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash

And I still won’t grow up, I’m a grown-ass kid

Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did

But I’m a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph

Make music that’s fire, spit my soul through the wire

Seems like street lights, glowing, happen to be

Just like moments, passing, in front of me

So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare

See I know my destination, but I’m just not there

All the street lights, glowing, happen to be

Just like moments, passing, in front of me

So I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare

See I know my destination, but I’m just not there

You can plan a pretty picnic
But you can’t predict the weather

The early bird will get the worm, and drink it with Tequila