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