up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been raised above the ceilin', just makin music, I 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 it's all good cousin, we gone on although it seems so unfair your nowadays neva focus on the positives cause life only good when the guap is big talkin shit, hatin for no reason, haters is stupid...baby my ,leave'em so confused cause they all up this dumb shit Lisa said she love it and the other 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 do to bring you back poetry, heart an soul singin rap, i've been thinkin i my passion rappin bout the future in an old school fashion
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been high above the ceilin', just music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a couple things i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
they say my style different, im just like ery body else they say my pitches gota change up, but all those is just hatin cause they dont know how to love mad when someone my name up an its unfortunate cause im just here from the heart shit, i'm just tryna somethin for the market an i aint sayin i'm from the worst hardships, but my life aint no walk in the park, its a shark pit, dark with no harvest, in a car but cant find a place to park it i got some people that i really to talk with, that been what got this shit started been some people that i havn't said goodbye to but my life gota go on, an it dont mean that we because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote this song
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard you been raised high above the ceilin', just makin music, I hope you it, but now i got a couple things that i deal with, soo up cousin...
shits real out there, aint nobody round I got some bangers an some that i hang around erry body does their own and you can find me on the corner makin when its snowing, i sell a lil weed, get my fat but i talk to cats who be lots of crack it aint the good life, it the bad, its just makin the best of what we have I'll put the dollars down an into the lab thats how much i want this music to last, an days i feel its movin to fast schools pass, not rememberin a class, start to leave, you know its time to grow up on the real try not to get ya hopes up so far ive had hard work an a lil luck some make it to the money, i aint gone up
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I that you been raised high above the ceilin', makin music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a couple things i gota deal with, soo up cousin...