Lyrics:
a politician
Now we social distance
Dont you know by now two sides of me
Shifting angles like i am Bruce Lee
Call me fake disrespect my G
Il block you out like i
know me by my 'locs like I'm Mr. Three
Tryna make a big hit bitch like I'm Edward Reed
Hit a hole in one all I gotta do is set the tee
222 bpm it was
don't ever be scared no
Don't cry
Don't cry
It'll be alright
Living in the light
Don't cry
Dont cry
You're gonna get by, you always get by, you gotta get
Thinkin bout the past
Got me sittin on my ass
Get them snakes outta
My grass
Father movin too fast
Leave me home
All alone
Depressed as the rest
as cold as me
Apples dont fall far from trees I get it from my daddy LEE-ON
But every day I get hated on by millions of peons
These niggas make me sick bro
[Verse 1:]
I'm performin tonight you know that shit gon be packed
Pay me in advance and make sure that it's exact
My ex girl I'll probably show up
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
and never dine alone, meanwhile back at sea level it was home by home zone for zone, bloom county's homeless riot for home ownership, I hope you put gas in
a looseleaf
Kick a beat Bruce lee
Hit a nigga with a two piece
Im D Rose with a new knee
Hit the pussy then I pass it like a doobie
Ooouuuwweeee
the snow again
so sorry baby, to feel lonesome by your side
wind is strong but weaker in your lee
so plucking out my beating heart from chest
and wrapping
I been focused on my money is that coo?
That's why I ain't been getting back to you
She still be calling me when she gets in the mood
That love
caught they gon' do him like Boomski
He on court, give him six, he the goat now
I'm the shit, she drivin' the boat now
Came home in the winter with
no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Swang
New Akoo outfit with
pillow seats
Parkin' bean projects where the killers be
Can't be talkin' out loud or niggas gettin' shot
Homicide, died in the line of hip hop
All my
of my methods in question
Once again, my head is full of thoughts of
"How could I possibly begin again?"
When the odd one is divided it doesn't suddenly
Now they go to YouTube and type me
But be like me? That's highly unlikely
I think I'm rich in my new Nike tee
New topic, don't cop it if you can't
Body bag, oh body bag
What do i have in my body bag?
Put a bitch in my body bag
Bitch ass niggas in my body bag
Klansmen in my body bag
Racists in my
Yeah I’m gettin money u gettin by
Ooo weee
Im so
Gucci
Prada
Luis
Weezy
Bg
Turk and
Juvi
Hold up bih checc out new piece
Nigga biggie drippin in dat
You caught my eye and now I've clocked I wanna take you home
Fly to Miami or New York, so name a place we'll go
You caught my eye and now I've
vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'ma take this 'gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my face like
taking me home beyond the sun
Don't bother trying to take me out, you're wasting your time
No matter what you say
In him my soul will abide
I'll never be
"I'll be here, when you get home" I gotta call my wiz son, hold on, hold on
Don't worry bout no suprises, you don't have to phone honey come on in
Another day gone by darlin', what am I goin' to do?
Another day gone by darlin', what am I goin' to do?
Just sit home night after night, cryin' my
when we left
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, on my street!
It was burnin' in my room like an oven
My bed soaked
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