Lyrics:
We were more than just the same
Now these shoes don't fit, my skin's too tight
When you want a kiss, I take a bite
Let your heart call up
were more than just the same
Now these shoes don't fit, my skin's too tight
When you want a kiss, I take a bite
Let your heart call up the cops, read
on my tip
Hoes like feel then I Stockton assist
It ain't no stoppin' shit
Avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6
Got Mary blowing Jane
We fucking
and feeling and killing
Just let me take you away
You don't understand that I'll do more than affect you
Broken hearts, I got a mindset dark
Given my past, I've
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
I keep on thinking about my past my past
I keep on thinking about my past my past
My past is in my past, but i can't get it out my head
Trying not
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
everything happens
For a reason
When it happens
What
Playing by the rules
But getting blasted
What
Don't want anything
Stronger than an aspirin
What
I lost
the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
I ain't a cuddler I fuck the drool outta chick
My niggas ice grill but it ain't the same
They don't see
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
a cliche...
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late
In my career
And where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
duckin' y'all
It's respect—but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
in the nigga face
Don't see what the fuck
Bulgin' off my waist? A nigga rob me
He won't make it past the gate
Put his mom in front of the pastor' face
Now this all started in a honky tonk
Just the other side of town
A girl come in took a stool by me
Ordered gin and drank it down
She lit up a cigarette,
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
Hate to tell you, baby, hate to tell you ba-a-by
Hate to tell you, baby, that I don't love you
Hate to tell you, babe, I can't put no one else above you
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)
You can do it, put your back into it
Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will)
I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it)
Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh)
You can do it, put your back into it
pay later
And I'm paying hard
Well, I've heard it said that moments come and then they pass
And it sure passed me by when I should've saw my dad
brother
It's time maybe for you to grow up, Doctor Deer
My name is Azrael
And I've been watching this shit-show
I don't understand what's happening here
be in my heart (in my heart)
R.I.P. to Take' and Scarr, that shit just broke my heart (Lord)
Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it
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