Lyrics:
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we
asked her her name, she said Juanita
I just had to ask cuz I just had to meet her
I heard of fast girls but she's a speeder
She said she was hungry
with the giraffe neck
Banana clip on them twos, nigga
You lyin', nigga, I'm with lion niggas
Welcome to the zoo, nigga
Magic trick, make you disappear
Like colts about the waste. So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not
allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving
plastic by my side, Kim K's buddy
Aye
Why you throwin' fits and never throwin' down?
Live fast, die fast, on GG I ain't slowin' down
Up a couple rounds
Niggas wanna play Gangsta
This ain't the life I chose Life I chose
A decedent of a Gangsta
Live and die by the code Die by the code
Every move I make
of your average chick
That's why I'm here
I haven't ate
I am picky
You a mother fucker but no bate
I don't like being hungry
You have your own fam
of your average chick
That's why I'm here
I haven't ate
I am picky
You a mother fucker but no bate
I don't like being hungry
You have your own fam
the jungles of Zaire
I'm groping for the blood-moon in the mountains of Malawi
Looking for the Lion of Ethiopia
The settling dusk is darkened by the bark
locked down all day
Real nigga by myself
Kevin Hart with it all day
You ever go night-night, nigga
Don't look at that white light, nigga
I'm back on this
Don't blame the white man girl
I know we set up to lose
In this white man's world
But who are we to yell black lives matter
When we're at fault for
by the sword and die by the sword Lion-o
I'm real to the core, bahashem to my lord I'm grateful
I thank you, I say that im God but I know I ain't you
me grumpy
Papa always got me through by showing that he loves me
Steady working everyday to see we don't go hungry
Lion of the household making sure
Used to flip more H than Vanna White
Stained my desk from the vapor of a crack pipe
Snorted base from a canuto in Bogota, Colombia
Trafficked
what I want, and I know what I like like a lion, respected, not hungry beast
I'm traveling to get something to eat not a lamb or a sheep, but a zebra I
I told my momma if I ever died, don’t shed a tear when they bury me best believe a nigha tried, it’s just the code that I live by, and if I die by
By the money hungry seeking white man
Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution
There they go again pickin'
spit hate
Against bosses, hungry fucks are moraless
You should be tossed in a pit full of unfortunate vocalists
Niggas, I coulda wrote your shit
I
wearing white
With our lives ahead all I could say was
If I ever needed grace, it's now
You are strong when I am weak, somehow
I am weak enough to see
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
but it's sold by white faces
And we get more trouble than the water that we wade in
But they brought education
Right
Our gold is what they're taking
the prices
I could do this I could say that
It don't matter cause you gon' think I'm a privileged white kid
I'ma shine despite it
You aint a hungry lion you
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