up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard you been raised high above the ceilin', makin music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a things that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
how you been, it is, homie? without you here, family feel lonly but all good cousin, we gone carry on although it seems so your gone people nowadays neva on the positives cause life nows good when the guap is big they talkin shit, for no reason, haters is stupid...baby my ,leave'em so confused cause they all up bout this shit Lisa said she love it and the shit is rubish so ima make my time worth it, real god for you lookin' back theres nothin I couldn't do and theres that i wouldnt do to bring you back poetry, heart an soul rap, i've been thinkin that i found my passion rappin bout the future in an old school
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I that you been raised high above the ceilin', just makin music, I hope you it, but now i got a couple things that i gota with, soo up cousin...
they say my style aint different, im just like ery else say my pitches gota change up, but all those people is just hatin cause they know how to love theyself mad someone bring my name up an its unfortunate cause im here comin from the heart shit, i'm tryna find somethin for the market an i sayin that i'm from the worst hardships, but my life no walk in the park, its been a shark pit, with no harvest, drivin in a car but cant find a place to park it i got some people that i really need to with, musta been what got this shit started theres been some people that i havn't goodbye to but my life gota go on, an it mean that we forget because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote this fuckin
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I that you been raised high above the ceilin', just makin music, I you feel it, but now i got a things that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
shits real out there, aint playin' round I got some an some druggies that i hang around erry body does own thing and you can find me on the makin money when its snowing, i sell a lil weed, get my fat but i to cats who be movin lots of crack it aint the good life, it aint the bad, its just makin the of what we have put the dollars down an move into the lab thats how much i this music shit to last, an some days i feel its movin to gone pass, not rememberin a class, start to leave, before you know its to grow up on the real try not to get ya hopes up so far ive had some hard work an a lil some make it to the money, i gone giveit up
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been high above the ceilin', makin music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a couple that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...