Lyrics:
a youngin' drunk
cnd up to no good
I'd be a hypocrite to tell my little girl
That she shouldn't
Bend the rules and break stuff
That's the only way to get you
This stoop is my throne, this hood is my home
And the sky's always blue by the brownstones
We in Brooklyn, it ain't no Beverly Hills
Basically we
clearer to see
You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar
Niggas could beat ya collar
But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods
You got it good, niggas can't be
dare press B
You picked hard, don’t you dare blame me
We got far, it wasn’t meant to be
Now I’m outta coins and my pockets empty (one more try)
Good
far, oh God
Yo catch me with my dogs
Running round town making noise in the yard
Got them girls asking "why you rap so hard?"
We don't need to play fetch
here" And that was enough
Why were we packing up our stuff? Why was
My grandma hugging me tighter than usual?
Where were we going? "We're going to Disney
survive
If you can't tell by the look in my eyes
Spliff keep me high
So me na too far away when I send my prayers up to the sky lawd
So much devastation
No
Olangba
She give me good vibes man the wickedest stuff
I can't get enough
I can't lie man she had a man cuffed
Never felt like this man are calling
lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be
Verizon
Calling from the far far east right
A smile that overwhelms
Sharper than sword
Not double edged
To excel
Let's travel the world
No stress mind
right and you know what's what, uh
You got me on some lay low stuff
You stood by me, all through that J-Lo stuff
Brush your shoulders off girl, go
Saying there's nothing to it
And then lettin' it go by the boards
And after waiting, fighting patiently on my knees
All the other stuff tired itself
Saying there's nothing to it
And then lettin' it go by the boards
And after waiting, fighting patiently on my knees
All the other stuff tired itself
Yeah, it's Kells
Kells and o-j (ay ay)
Swag through the club throwin' money in the sky,
I can't lie, I'm a ball 'til I die,
Blunts of the good
you get enough
'Cause the Far East Movement is dangerous!
[Chorus]
Yo do you remember the time
When we fell in love on the dance flo'
I wanna rock
Rogaine
I've come a long way since a sad addict
But still not as good at happiness as packing bowls in traffic
I'm a sick bastard, lip smacker
Phantom limb
to this good faith
Or your homelands will burn
Your family and kin will be put to the sword
And your will be engulfed by flame
Yet still they refused
with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
good luck hard to find
All this stuff that's goin' down
Really got me down this time
I've been down but not this far before
Been kicked 'round but
on your head, "A" is far behind and led by zed
It's good to get a different point of view
You see, when the world turns upside down
The best thing is
Yeah. Walking in the moonlight.
Living life just thinking
about some good times
Id believe I got a
future on the bright side
But entoxicated in ma
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
How's it going?
Good You?
Fair
Yeah, tell me
Chinese laundry
Hi
Mary
Say hello
I think I got a job
Where?
True
I
Its your boy surex kiss opor
Zheer
Surboi movement
Eii
Listen
Get money stay high nigga i no want fall
I came from the bottom tell me why i go they
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