Lyrics:
the moon, by the fire, making things real hot
Man, I just can't get enough
Making me sweat sitting here on the back of my truck
Sure makes a good man think
george jones
And a few days, is a few too long
I wanna see you tonight
And I'd drive like hell
Out of the mouth of this holler
If I could hear you
Whisper
this go
United voices scream out loud
We can't take this no more
We are humanity
A gift for you and me
Born to be free
God's humanity
We need some unity,
(Hell nah)
Phased by the buck
Phased by the buck
Only one way down
I’m not afraid to get cut
Afraid to get cut
I ain’t afraid to get cut
I keep where I
are like Fox Brown tryin to get home
Rarely get your touchdown, I'm in the end zone
You can't honor what I'm on, then bitch nigga, get gone
From
watches
Skyscrapers is colossus, the cost of living
Is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options
No Batman and Robin, can't tell between
And believe me, you can't just ignore
The way that George Floyd was killed by police
Cause he was black, he'll never breathe, no more
The whole world cries
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
you know I don't mean that shit.
this a letter to my exes, not just lil texas,
my current and my next bitch
excuse my french i get wreckless, when im
and half of what you see
Cause right before your eyes it's a certified g
getting paid on boys like according to plan
coming straight up out of Texas I'm a,
got time to dish out no favors
Can't even get the same back anyway
Flew out to Texas to flex at the fest
Flew out to Cali to fuck wit the best
Alexia,
Haaa...
Haa...
where's monica lewinski?......(hello, hello)
she's right here...(right here)hahahaha....
[Chorus x2]
Is that you Lil Jones (lil
RISE
It’s time now.
Nah you can’t be silent can’t be quiet now.
Let that voice be heard baby don’t tone it down.
You know we got your back baby just
wita throw-away on it
You pack of soft I go Hardaway on it
Stay wit tha Ray like I'm Lana Del bish
Uncle Jamaican that's Ake for dish
Trip we hop out
wita throw-away on it
You pack of soft I go Hardaway on it
Stay wit tha Ray like I'm Lana Del bish
Uncle Jamaican that's Ake for dish
Trip we hop out
Down, I said I'd Rather Be With You
George and Bootsy, what a hell of a crew
But since you've been lost, yo, I've been so lost too
So Flash your Lights in
CRØSSED CØLLECTIVE
Davy Jone$
NØ_ØNE
Sailor George
Yuh yuh yuh!
I'm so restless, don't you know the sense
I'm so successive, I need a bigger entrance
stinkin
I gotta pass! Pussy smell like ass
So I jumped in my Benz and gave it hella gas
I can't believe you nasty girls tryin to get some
Sit on my
the darkness anymore
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Here I am, alone again
Can't get out of this hole I'm in
It's like the walls are closin' in
You can't
at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin' niggas in the city
Say T.I.P. 'bout you, shawty anybody get it
So 'fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know
And Lil Wayne was working harder too
All of us was getting street paper but that was way before Carter 2
If you from Texas and a Screw head when I wrote
Pillow talking tag yo toe
Trust no one
Especially hoes
Bros ain't yo Brothers
George got done in by his mother
Mitch was one hell of a hustler
cnd c was
got no love for the po po
Turn the tv on I can't breathe
Is a no no
You can abide by the law
And still get you neck stepped on
Man I'm appalled
They
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