Lyrics:
an unmade bed
I'll get my 32/20 and it'll have to do
Na na na na, na-na-na
Na na na na
Gone like the wind in the meadow
And the rain on the hill
You
For some money
Take off the homies
Family only
And I put that on me
By my lonely
These niggas phony
Family only
Put that on me
To take off they homie
synopsis
I don't wanna see you on the edge, fallen
I just wanna see you in my bed, I'm stalling
Baby girl, this love is not a game, can't you see I'm
I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store
Hop fences
I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store
Hop fences
I got a bed for a seat on my flight
Won't you pull up with your clique and unwind
Rollin' a blunt by the pound
Stay for a minute this time
I know
in the hills
I'm telling my homie to give up the bottle
It's doing no good but she drinking tomorrow
She can't fight it out, this shit bigger than her
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
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
of motion
Awoken emotion, it's like I'm lacking the will
Without an ounce of power in my gut, so I just chill
Reflect and reset, my content's a threat
Now
and the sea swept hills
He had saved many lungs of breath by then, in a sack hid under his armpit
cnd so, he just up and leapt into the sea below
Movement
The heart is a mystery
Stumble out of bed each day and struggle to be free
Stood by an ocean raging blue
Big wave cracked the sidewalk and I fell
by fear and worries
I want them to know how I love them so
Foghorns would sound in waking
Is it my voice you hear?
Footsteps are moving across
friend-request (Eh)
She tell me, baby come and pull up I’m undressed (Ye)
Get in the kitchen or the shower or my bed
Is you finna come and get it right now, no
now)
Yeah, she blew up my phone
Heard I was back in town (Wow)
We can blow through racks, if you stay down
(Phew)
Met you in NYC, we in the hills now
up before you go and put your head in
We pulled up and jumped right in bed
While caressing my head, they looked up and said
I like the way you
the thoughts in my head
I'm always laying in bed
I'm trynna make that bread
I'm so go god damn Anti-Social
What will life be like when It's over
Get
Bitch I hopped up in my bag, used to be down bad on my dick
I'm telling my family just hold it down, I'm tryna make a plan for us to get rich
I just
I'm X'd out the Kaws, reppin' home team
The best out like LeBron, life a movie ovie
The tek fold like a tron, outta bed ready
Whenever my belly yawn,
sewer sludge stuck in my throat
And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot
Faggot, you bitch
return!
Only in my deja vu
We walk towards the dawn once more!
Down, down back to the ground
Enchanted by the sacred sound
cngels flying at my door
hand out mi know that's a fact
Graduate now from selling rock
Have mi owna things now versace on my suck
Gal inah mi bed dawg playing in my locks
Living
a boppin rhythm,
Had to take a leak behind the green garbage can,
Who needs a pot to piss in?
That's when I bumped heads with my man, he out of prison
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