| I remember the time I sit around wondering who I was
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| Nowadays I still do the same
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| Okay, wondering if she is the one
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| However, she don’t fuck with broke niggas
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| So I press on, keeping it going on
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| I’m moving on, I’m moving on
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| Broke days, relying on payday
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| Get the check, then get a tat right by my face
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| 92, get the clue
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| Boo hoo, I’d changed, I’m tired of being a lame
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| I’m a savage with a good soul
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| Offer more than I accept aye
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| Sometimes I wish things would change
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| On the path to achieve happiness
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| Old school rap, always a fan of it
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| I can’t listen to myself speak in rhymes, about the tide dye to pour in my eyes
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| It’s a meaning, now I’m leaving
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| I’m taking a year off, to come back harder
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| That’s my theme song, to dream on
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| Wait till the days when I rap like a smooth wave
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| I’m nonchalant with my voice, cause I ain’t no joke
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| I’m not lying when I say I be on my own
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| Hoping one day, my pockets will grow
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| Whoa, I don’t be on no mumble shit
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| I can’t ride with thotties, so just give me a sloppy
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| Then kick out the door, I will never be your poppy
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| Lucky, when I’m this old
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| 18 years of fighting on my own
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| I met my clone, back home
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| Had to show em the indication I’m not a lover
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| No more, I’m a powerful spirit
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| If anyone tries to get to my head, then I’m gonna be upset
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| Offset, like Yeezy off the meds
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| I was told I am crazy for praising the dark lords
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| Now I’m a soloist, re-writing a new song
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| Call my phone, cause you a sad man
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| You can’t be apart of my clan, you was never placed last, damn
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| No one cares about you, but who cares about the news
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| I suppose you the guy when you come by
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| Smoking through the pain, nothing ever changed
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| But my mindset, my heart still boils
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| When the pope, fetch me the rope
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| Niggas on their knees, just to please
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| A figure, of imagination
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| Let’s talk about it, looking like you lost your mind fam
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| Got damn, I can go on and on
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| About why the people is so fucking dumb
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| Knowledge is power, and the money will overcome it
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| Don’t believe me, just watch the crew
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| Of the new school, then turn it back to the 90s
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| 80s, if you want a fresh start
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| 70s, during the times of rollerskates in the drive-by
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| Broke days, relying on payday
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| Get the check, then get a tat right by my face
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| 92, get the clue
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| Boo hoo, I’d changed, I’m tired of being a lame
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| I’m a savage with a good soul
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| Offer more than I accept aye |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Picture Me Rollin , by - Soup FlameSong from the album Picture Me Rollin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп