Lyrics:
hand hold up
What I do turn to fucking stacks
Real killers by my side they cut you up just need a text
Got credentials like a fed aye gold bars in my bag
And I don’t need yours bru I got my own supply
We do this all the time creating a party vibe
Wave your hands in the air let me feel the atmosphere
Mired craft is now in sight
With hunted ones
The treasure that it yields
Will be ours by the first streaks of dawn
The Flag in which we fly
It shows
an ocean, I think of you like a bird that rides a wave
Life is sacred and I am
Life is sacred and you are
Life is sacred and we are
I'd like to call you all
the sickest of sound waves
The light skinned Ving Rhames, all you chumps is small change
I shine like the sun you could never eclipse
Get caught up in my orbit
class
Digital dash
And the bullet glass
Wearing all black air max
What you gon do with 500 stacks?
Pass it to me ima keep it safe
Cause I ain’t neva eva
followed him and all of them were caught by
the waves which dragged them into the sea.
All the rats of Hamelin drowned.
The strange piper had got rid of all
This sea used to be
A place where you and me would dream
On a sailboat for two
Cuddled by the waves, into the blue
And when the hills would let go
them cold
And still I feel like halve
Of her I used to have
The breezes as she passes by
Cast sunlit twinkles in her eye
Her yellow dress waves in
the values it gave unto you
A pulse emanates from the depths of the cosmos
A light on the brow handed down by the ages
We breathe in the air that was forged
a new wave
Change up the way you think
Fresh air is all around you
Take a breath and find your groove
I'm free this weekend
Can I take you out
You take what you get, what you really don't need
Next to a poor child whose feet won't stop bleed
My faith in humanity fades day by day alongside
I've been sleepin' in my mind
But now my heart is risin'
Risin' with the tide
Floating on a wave
Buoyed by the sea
Carry me away 'cause
A canvas of a faded blue
A cloudless post-sunset sky
A lone lamplight on the street
Flickers on irregular beats
The howling dogs in distant waves
Shocked as hell from a close friend to even say that
Suppose to be my ride or die, now you riding by and I'll wave back
Everything so different, words never
I tasted the sea in the night air
It seemed to be calling out to me
Her mistress was there, clinging to my hair
Singing passionately
I can see
On the verge of madness
Here comes that old familiar pain
Like a long lost friend's return
I never felt so, I never felt so alive, alive
Waves of doubt
Rainwater falling in healing waves
distant winds calling me by my name
wordless singing from mornings dew
always bringing me home to you
Honeys' with bodies
With Bravehearts guns in the party
Waves, braids, baldies
Trademarks to army
Is that Horse it must be
I heard he husky
Yeah, there
The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin
So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill
Meet me where the snow mount flows
It is there, my
nerds are a waste of air
Black clothes, blank stare, died hair
You could die tomorrow and nobody would care
I'll push on the floor when all the halls are
of ammunition
Low on fuel I break away
To whell down refuel and rearm
To intercept their second wave
Hanging by your prop I climb
Again in the sky
Way
of a couple Guinnesses though
I'll have people passin' out before I finish the show
now you feelin' insecure when I grin at yo' ho'
I had her ass in the air
(This is how we do it)
So flip the track, bring the old school back (This is how we do it)
This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
And wave
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