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Thought I Was Gone, Hello
I would like to dedicate this... to ughh...fuck it. Open my phone up every day to 80 different voicemails But to keep it 100, y'all really know Kells, nah Underestimated, but over stood, let's just hope I'm a knock, knock, on wood But either way I'm on another level thank to swisher Ladies love when I'm around so I look better than the pictures, God damn right I coined embrace the expression that i am fly Cause I'm high as fly and above all of them landlives I'm like picasso with this damn mic, listen up I gave the game stability, I am the missing crutch look how they mention us (how?) call me collector Even know they hate me, you don't have a choice but to respect it, ha Peter picked up Pepper and I just picked the dream And fell asleep know everything I do's a movie scene But I just wanna live, and never act, blow a pack and and run it back Now everybody from my city knows the name Kelly My father thought I was a screw up, till I blew up Take a look at what the fame did From stains to stain… the illest, getting lifted like the planes is Them one come and go, but the heart stays Trying to keep my mind free is them junior high days I guess we came a long way since the myspace Seem like my name is all over the country like the highways But they telling me the … where the hate is Well fuck that I'm going …my spaceship Then ready for take off See me on Venus with extraterrestrials, puffing the greenest of the space raw Already reaching … if I will not make it to tomorrow
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'ma wake and dedicate this to the ceiling Cause the fans make sure I'm on my mission This is the pursuit of happiness fuck a million We just over here living
Which is why I never put out the blunt Surrounded myself with the realest Which is why I never put up a front But I did turned my back to all To everybody's opinion, and gave the critics a reason to kiss my ass … I know my skin's a little different, I guess I'll blame the lack of … on my skin pigment I've been dough, I've been fliest the rest of them I just always been ill and they got the medicine Guess I wouldn't want me around either Vocals sick enough to fuck around and get listeners to jungle fever Look at me now pops up in the sky box, a few clearer than eye drops And I rock all the shows and the hoes and more Open up my closet looking like a clothing store I don't never wanna grow up, Peter Pan So roll it up… And everybody who just trying to make a living Doing whatever they goata do to get it, put your hands up Whether you work on the streets or in the buildings Everybody that is handling they bizness, put your hands up Me I'm just chasing the dream why they sitting So everybody who isn't bullshitting, please stand up, please stand up … dedicated to my fans Though I was gone, I'm back
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