Sincerely Yours Songtext
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[Intro:]
So by now you know the Board Administration is the label
I see y'all niggas, I see y'all
I see y'all, like really I see y'all
Keep doing ya thing
[Verse:]
Life ain't sweet, what you think I need an insulin
On the rise nigga look, maybe you should mention him
Maybe not, I'm a keep it low key
So by now you know the Board Administration is the label
I see y'all niggas, I see y'all
I see y'all, like really I see y'all
Keep doing ya thing
[Verse:]
Life ain't sweet, what you think I need an insulin
On the rise nigga look, maybe you should mention him
Maybe not, I'm a keep it low key
And I'm a urban legend, nigga you don't know me
When it all falls down, tell me who you call now
Gotta keep the faith like Christopher
Cus when the rug swept from under your feet, then you end up kissing butt
And I ain't too much of a man, I'm really missing her
Alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
In the back of my mind I hear my conscience call
Uh, so sincere she feel it in her belly
Merlot dry, meatballs and spaghetti
Thoughts of being a rapper, but when you get the fame
Then it's stage after stage, pictures taken when you drained
And you wanna complain but this the hand that you was dealt
And when the shit is said and done you leaving her what you felt
There ain't a better feeling, they give me money to spend it
Please ask your old chick, I can highly recommend it
This is sincerely yours, now watch em catch the vapors
Respect nothing in return when you doing it with a favor
Now my phone ringing, oh she seen me in the video
She tryna bust rhymes now, baby what's the dealio
Tryna spark a convo, word to Emilio LMAO, damn what a silly ho
Same nigga behind the label with any garment
Is the same nigga whose dreads be in a black bonnet
Real nigga shit, word to Uno
And they ain't got nothing on you, Mars Bruno
I see the same niggas who started before me in the city
Put they showcases together, they don't want me in it
But I am not offended, just a taste of what I'm finna do
I can make a 50 year old feel like she 22
I'm that deep, haters want me to drown
Board Administration, we running this town
Barry Sanders on ya turf, what you know about it
If you ain't seen it, bet you heard about it
I know
When it all falls down, tell me who you call now
Gotta keep the faith like Christopher
Cus when the rug swept from under your feet, then you end up kissing butt
And I ain't too much of a man, I'm really missing her
Alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
In the back of my mind I hear my conscience call
Uh, so sincere she feel it in her belly
Merlot dry, meatballs and spaghetti
Thoughts of being a rapper, but when you get the fame
Then it's stage after stage, pictures taken when you drained
And you wanna complain but this the hand that you was dealt
And when the shit is said and done you leaving her what you felt
There ain't a better feeling, they give me money to spend it
Please ask your old chick, I can highly recommend it
This is sincerely yours, now watch em catch the vapors
Respect nothing in return when you doing it with a favor
Now my phone ringing, oh she seen me in the video
She tryna bust rhymes now, baby what's the dealio
Tryna spark a convo, word to Emilio LMAO, damn what a silly ho
Same nigga behind the label with any garment
Is the same nigga whose dreads be in a black bonnet
Real nigga shit, word to Uno
And they ain't got nothing on you, Mars Bruno
I see the same niggas who started before me in the city
Put they showcases together, they don't want me in it
But I am not offended, just a taste of what I'm finna do
I can make a 50 year old feel like she 22
I'm that deep, haters want me to drown
Board Administration, we running this town
Barry Sanders on ya turf, what you know about it
If you ain't seen it, bet you heard about it
I know
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