Lyrics:
can do it by myself
That’s a fact now
You pick me up and put me back down
Funny how when I was inconvenient didn’t last now
When I was hurt you would
Single bit every digit ay
You know it ain't missing a bit yea
Living tru shit can't say what it is ay
Laid back until you describe every bit yea
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out
A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
stressed out
I'm a mess and now I'll never feel normal
Till I'm laid to rest
So catch me singing sad songs
By myself in the rain again
Why we playing all
watch that blast
Shell shock come, coming fast
Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means?
This - means -
dipped my head
Then I came up shiny and new
Found out about love in the back of my Impala
Where they laid my grandfather too
Down by the river
Where
back
Yeah I know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach
The economy boosted by the drugs they move in the street
The more clearer than
ignore,
by continuing with pushing all the bullshit to your soul.
When come back begging sure that I will kick you on your crawl,
`Cause I’m sure that you
laid back you with your hair full of butterflies
you look so comfortable in your skin
with your hair full of butterflies, wise eyes full of sky.
Let’s go back to Egypt
I’m on a mushroom trip
I love psycadelics
They making my mind flip
Laid back & chilling pysically in my crib
Eyes closed
stillettos
Drop top coupe layed back with her legs open
He want a real bitch like me
He know I'm gone pop my shit
Ion care bout yo baby mamma drama or yo toxic
moved three hours fucking north
And when we'd break up you done laid my heart out on the floor
From constant make up sex to break up texts we're back
take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
a pissin')
I cursed this bitch out, we be laid back
[Method Man]
Half a box of cereal gone, my milk's warm
Mad strong, this is John John, pro and con
stay strapped for the shit
That was brought to him
This nigga was a motherfuckin’ fool
Only 13, fuckin’ bitches in high school
Laid back, his game was
store
Remember I seen a nigga took down by the task force
They kicked in his back door, laid him flat on the back porch
What you know about that boy, yea,
Oh, damn!
Oh, damn! (Oh damn!)
Ooh, damn! (Damn!)
Ooh, damn!
Girl you know I'm looking at you
Something like an angel when you're walking on by
Sexy
Been there since day one
See you got a new one
I guess now we're done
Where will you run
Drive by your street
Solo at full speed
You're not
start some touching, by then we will be buzzing, this jeep is our bedroom tonight
Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby, baby)
We can
love
Laid down and I came back
Steady scopin' (Scopin')
Wipe a nigga's nose, I say slatt
I'm steady workin', since I made it out that North I ain't
born hustler
Won't try to cut ya, pull out my 4 4 and bust ya
Yo babe no time for fakin' jacks
Cuz niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white, don't get
around?"
I got up and bowed
And I kissed the filthy ground
And in the first dry spot I found I laid back down
Without having to wonder
Why I was
Cast your cares upon the savior Christ
Now tell me, who made the mind of man
Who separated the sea by his command
Who laid his life down and raised it
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