Lyrics:
the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
, for real, for real
Baby, it's, baby, it's for real, for real, for real
Sometimes you be blowin' my mind
If you won't mind, I'll take my time with
not a game
The steel cold if I unload the pistol
May His soul be witchu
I know BARS who you wanna be Ars'
That's why you stole those initials
Fuck who
the neighbors say they seen you and your little friends
Over there by Food for Less and they was preaching to you
Over there telling you about the good book
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
oh, oh, oh, oh
If you want your friends to think you're starting with a smile
Be for real, girl
Just be, be for real, (Be for real)
Be, be for real
I
out, no way out
I said I'd be home because I
Don't wanna do that right now
I don't got time for that shit
I'ma kill you and you better
Hop in the casket
and I'll make'em real!
I wanna be a better man than I ever was!
I just wanna see my friends become happier! Next!
I just wanna see my wife with my kids in
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
I'll be at your neck and
The next thing kid
Imma kill ya team
You take my kindness for weakness
Bet you won't like me mean
I'm nice with it
My side
six mops
I catch mine and trap it for real
I don't diss ops bitch, what I got in store
Ain't at a gift shop
Y'all love to critique my raps
"I don't be
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
oh, oh, oh, oh
If you want your friends to think you're starting with a smile
Be for real, girl
Just be, be for real, (Be for real)
Be, be for real
I
on the edge
Trauma laid down on you like bricks
Now for them I'll get revenge
Your time in murder, now is done
You really weren't the only one
For every soul
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
, best friend
That's my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain't dumb, but motherfucker, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me, she don't need a key
order you to be quiet!
WOMAN: Order, eh -- who does he think he is?
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn't vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don't vote
uninsured you could use your 2nd
Half to pay the doctor bill
I'm hot for real, you a fan Goodz
Most'll toast the metal but the handle
Where I put my hand,
of getting wasted, waste your time making something real
You can turn your wasted to power, helping other people heal
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
go 'head
Look pot of gold my clique name
Niggas tradin' souls for a bit of fame
Look, word to my pablo G gave me the game
I be up all night for this
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