Lyrics:
the eulogies[02:16.37]My love letter[02:17.28]Stole your heart guess this fool a thief[02:19.36]We by the pool or beach[02:20.63]Nice smile the ass a peach[02:22.33]In
they'd win cheating off sheets
F fame I came outta the streets
Wah wah drama cannot touch me
He so she so shut up don't speak
Stand in base win missle I
I ain't talking bout my pant size
I can't take no L's
Out here winning by a landslide
Cus it's night time
When the light shines
In the wrong place
that’s the way it seems
In the family denim need a newer pair of jeans
Became an alcoholic by the time I’m seventeen
I was only 19 when I started popping
Waiting for you is like waiting for the first snowfall
12 more days until you're coming home
Baby come on home
Mistletoe hung by the fireside
I just did what I know
Pay your respect when I sit on the throne
Puffin this tree now I'm all in my zone
I'm not afraid to go off of the dome
Niggas
Gate in A month
Need to up my weight and raise it up
Dudes ashy with razor bumps
Don't ask me to make A buck
I'm classy like K-12
Bastard like I left
Country fried, baptized in gravy
I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya
No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road'll get you home
tornadas, hand grown tomatas
Post Office Lady, Flatonia Next Right.
Two horses noddin' at a leafless tree,
Waitin' in vain to be taken from the rain.
underneath the tree
Your voice adds some insult to my misery
Shouting from the skyline
""Am I a mistake or by design?""
I cannot follow my spite
I'll wake
Real young nigga can't live by fear, pouring it up in the sprite I can't feel
All of my opps they staying inside, none of my opps they come out at night
like
We riding on
A fucking
Rodeo
The tree
Is stress
Free
Aint nobody
We dont know
That
Blow it by the o
Haha
Shit im just tryna smoke
With my niggas
[Chorus: x 2]
The things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city)
It's the things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding
slidin thru yo time
Dat Evergreen & Joy Road
Gotta n*gga in his zone
Rollin Swisha after Swisha
b*tches love dem doggy bones
The tree I puff is loud
I
older
Everybody walks fast
This world has surpassed the ability to keep its composure
I sit alone
Neath a red maple shade tree
And clean old 12
and out of it
Past 12 who’s open you know that wawa the spot
Pull up to the gas station we got 12 in the lot
Time to roll the windows up can’t risk
flexing
Plugged in but can't pay the electric
Talk about Toot but never in my presents
Stop 12 times by 12
Never been arrested
That's a blessing
Trust me
through your trap house
Cash in, Nigga, Cash out
Shots fired, only head shots
Rapid fire make you dance
Drive-by in a fucking limo
Trigger fingers in my
of a slave on a ship
back in the days at times waking up is slap in the
face/ but the passion of one whose flesh was torn away
by the cat of 9 tails
Penny-loafers didn't bring no luck,
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on rollin' on by, yee yee
He don't put a good dip in
hit em /
Peach tree's in spittle /Cats piss on litter /
Panther piss niggas shaver :/
Dry snitching on bitch/Dis niggas touch kids
Dat other nigga
know 12 posted they watchin my place
I know that you snitched well that’s a disgrace
And I’m in the lead this ain’t a foot race
And I’m takin off don’t
by[01:38.60]Faith in me was plain to see I had that look up in my eye[01:41.49]Cold as snow I wrote the flow you know I[01:43.23]Played hooky on a snow
like the roots of a tree[02:36.92]Like the waves in the sea like the birds and the bees[02:38.98]We need to work together to save our planet please
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