Lyrics:
Damn
So here it is
I'm letting down my guard
I'm talking bout the past even though it's getting hard
Cause the days are getting darker and my mind is
you like it
?Cause the kinda girl like me
Is never far from the market
And I?m crazy, but you like it (loca, loca, loca)
You like that it ain?t easy
dangerous job in America (it is)
We got a guilty verdict for the cop that killed George Floyd
The whole world seen it that was somethin' they couldn't avoid
You never know it to look at me
A Dracula moon
See love come down any way you want to
Doesn't ask for your permission
Open up your arms and we will
to
Wake yo fuckin ass up
So at what point did it all come to be
That we were all ruled by negativity
And a blood thirst for brutality
Where human life is
sharpens iron
The Cross is where it is though
New creation in this spirit
The flesh got threw up out that window
Tryna walk Holy
They sayin' I'm being
Tryin' to make it, but never ever will
But never ever will because niggas is like, we out here naked
Always by ourself, though
Hit the blunt so I can get
(scrilla)
I'm a gigolo, gigolo
Your man might be aight, but Ludacris is a killer, though
So go on and ask around, and you can see what it's hitting for
its never enough
Everybody, take it easy
Don't gotta wait til the weekend
To show yourself the love that you deserve
Life is beautiful, try to observe
why most men feel alone
In secret fighting what they struggle with
Battle it on their own, in private
Not heard songs singing about I'm hurt
What's
I'm not a monster just a master at lyrical murder
That probably wouldn't hurt
But it'd still show
That my flow is a serious hurdle
I run laps in like
Our story begins in a Los Angeles mansion
That aging artist Mike Posner is
Renting for the week
He's in LA to write songs for other
More famous
nothin' and mumble!
And fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular
Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up
Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck
About
So I knew, that the birth of a child would make my life worse
And though it hurt me there was no distortion
Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more
my rubber wear a rubber
I just tell my lady, "Nothing's easy"
Even though I make it look easy
But understand looks are deceiving
Lookin' like I'm
the pot callin' the Kettle One?
I know niggas so broke that they embezzle funds
Too busy waitin' for a chance that ain't never come
But this is bigger than
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
inspired by this soil
So I thank you so much
For the warm hospitality that
You have shown my work, because
It is really yours
And you have allowed me
person not deceiving me
And making me believe I was the reason for this treatment (what's the reason)
She has demons, she has demons
Yes I'm sure that is
you snacked on a drum
Watch my fist make a track on your gums (put some money on it)
Never been whack so that ain't one of my issues
Get my bread
They shoot me, should be my theme song
The beam long, the team strong, your dreams gone
But that's what you get for wastin' em
Hop in your
sketched in crayon
Gangland all a façade that you can spray on
Killin' birds with one stone is what we stay on
Wingspan never too wide for you to fray
going through some hell pal
But life making records ain't easy
It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy
But I guess that the streets is
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