Lyrics:
just a toddler tryna waddle
Still up on the bottle
Never had affection
Man his childhood was awful
Went through a lot of things that were harmful
His
As youngin fashion really spoke polo
Ain't rocking tatt addict you no no
On my grown man sliding through dolo
Posted up slinging body art like
Chorus: 1x
(val young)
Choppin up that paper(with you) I do it for you
You know you got me lovin you
Choppin up that paper(with you) I do
You got me
deeper, lay heavy on my conscience
Just like Pocahontas, I'm torn between worlds
I lift my eyes up to the hills man
These fields and hills, Lord, all need
playing boy you know what's up
Might fuck around and fall in love
Kitty so good got him on his knees with his hands in the air thanking the man above
Ooo
We be amongst the stars like astrology, follow we, this is the Sallow Man's Key
We be amongst the stars like astrology, follow we, this is the Sallow
I'm dying
Broken hearts can make a grown man cry
I was sittin there just thinkin', then reality it hit me
Hope I feel your same pain when that
story
Coulda been up top already
Was the man with the plot had the spot already
Couldn't stand what I got had to drop I'm ready
For the bands ima rock
Never Give Up - Chris Tsuanna
Composed by : Chris Tsuanna
Lyrics by: Chris Tsuanna/Julia Skils / Reine Sarina / Allen Jules
Produced by : Master
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go
[Chorus]
I said I'm young
It tears me up to see a grown man cry
I never go around mirrors
I can't stand to see me without you by my side
I never go around mirrors
'Cause I've
you been, my brother?
Straight up, give you dap and hug
'Cause I'ma love you like we've
Been brothers to the end, brother
Man, I holler at my brother
ganja all around me
Surrounded by the perfect atmosphere
I stay smokin'
Like Neil Armstrong, i'm high I'm weightless and I'm floatin'
Every time I crack
ago
Ppl invite me out
Its a 50/50 chance that I'll even show
Molly nights coke nights.
Showing up to rehearsals bent
cww your no fun no more
cww man
a full grown man
It's a struggle, livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama, heard the way that you'd
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Talk to the, talk to the, hand
Bitch, you talkin' to a grown ass man
It's, like way way
up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up,
Talk to the, talk to the, hand
Bitch you talking to a grown ass man
'itch like way way way too much in your pants
and they say show me yo!
I been on my grind I been doing my shit
You been on the spy, yeah, riding up on my dick
A waste of a track, it's nothin' now but
Had to do this on my own (On my own!)
Had to do this cause I'm grown (Cause I'm grown!)
All that bullshit doesn't phase me (Doesn't phase me!)
on the way, and my little sister up in high school now
Picture me on, picture me grown
Picture me social, but not on my phone
Picture these songs when I get
(Ayy Nick, that's icy right there)
Lil' nigga, I'm grown, better watch your tone, you said you talkin' to who?
Make a nigga slow his roll like he
from my nephew like damn Mayson you've grown
I was raised by a man so I'm a man on my own
And I'm a stand up guy so Imma stand on my own
Bros in my ears
You push me out in front to get behind me
Then You sat me up by blessin' me to bind me
I'm a grown man with kids now, stakes are high
Gotta go
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