Lyrics:
lying
And some of these h*es be tripping
Take a good look in my eyes
You’ll see the history unfolding
All the lies it took me to tell
To show you ma
Do you know how I feel
I keep on looking for something real
You see my heart is in this place
Everybody always asking
Me when when will you find
Keep you by my side all the time like we Siamese
You some good fortune take you out get some Chinese
And you graceful do your thang with the ease
Got
on your mobile phone
When you sippin' that shit we keep blowin' on
I'm bout that, I'm bout that
That billy out in that driveway
Cost more than my house did
in here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
How is your family dawg? I pray you love them like you should
I pray for patience with your
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
sayin
Big Moe up in the house
Ty G and Dreddy Kruger representin
[Chorus: x2]
We make that music that moves your body (natural high natural
down a lot
When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep
take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride,
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind
clothes, lacing your click up with diamond vogues
Your people holdin' dough, no parole
No rubbers, go in raw imagine, law with no undercovers
Just some
I got a rhousand son's
Mama, you the shit, I'll pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car broke
We rocking Balmain's down
appreciated by a powerful eye
As I understand, man is to cherish the land
As we coexist hand in hand
But as time has past
Man has created a vast
Mass
Crept on, Conan'd like the barbarian
I ain't a prince man I made some mischief
With Will that got me in brown like Harry
I'll light up your life like
of the ocean I feel in my sleep
Can't reach the surface I'm in too deep
I pray the Lord my family I keep
From being consumed by the heavy heaps
As I try to move
your eyes on the prize
Keep your eyes on it
Keep your eyes on it
Got to keep your eyes on it
When you get that ball don't look at me you run in front
screams where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the judge
Double-Ds so you don't second guess their place in this discussion or destruction
Dependent all on your perspective
In a time and age when truth is merely
(Uh, yea)
(Uh, yea)
(Uhh)
Everybody got a dark side
Balancin your chi
Get you closer to the brie
Money like debris droppin slowly in the breeze
Kinda
heart filled with joy
When you entered the world with your beautiful brown eyes
I lift my head to the heavens, my hands to the sky
When you saw your
Half court swishes
With my eyes close
We can book a consultation
For your rhymes bro
Sometimes i do this
As reminder
That my mind lucid
Still buying
knuckles
Dried rose petals, red brown circles
Framed your eyes and stained your knuckles
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread
bow down
Call me archer way I'm pullin'
Back the bow now shoot and arrow in your eye
It's fuck Gnar, but I put 'em in a
Grave just like I'm Skies
I'm
EVERY SOUTHERN MORNING
lyrics and music by Scott Thompson
My baby's got the sunlight in her eyes
(she's my southern girl)
She got the looks that
down a lot
When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep
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