Lyrics:
colors, man I really think you're just racist
I had to burn some bridges, gotta forget about the past
It's a murder business, everyone stab me in the back
your peoples i love my heaters, I'm
Yea, you motha'fuckin' right man
Them hammers man, them guns man
And I ain't neva let you go, let you go
Gotta keep
cop, overseer
Shit's over, I'm saying it gotta stop
I'm zoned and laser sharp, but I'm here and I know I need you
Don't do it for top ten or radio
around
Some chronic or something cuz it was weighing me down
Sitting in a circle going ho ho ho
But then santa said
Man I gotta go
He bolted out the door
and destroy? Man, we come by that naturally
Don't need a bachelor's degree to see that mankind is broken
I think what Tolkien was tryna show us through Samwise
like bruh man
I am leader of the new school
I am the mascot for havenots
And judging by the looks of the bullshit
Im guess you deserve what cha ass got
they ass
Runnin' to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet of the apes
Under cds and tapes
Preachy
of creflo
Like how the hell he supposed to know
I see they ass
Runnin to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet
And running down them passages
Kissing girls in there until they ask what's next
No clue at that age gotta be home by 10
Man sometimes I really miss the ends
Verse: Nak Daniels
Man in mirror tell me how you feeling?
I feel like a million
Is that how you feeling?
I feel like a thousand
Now you really
to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
Road you gotta take me home
Solo
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like
Sometimes I wish to God
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
A cold dark
all off in that night school
So me and my niggas real life'd it, every week we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a crazy flow, man the city ain't heard
Please don't
Please don't judge this book by the cover
We won't make it without each other
I can't change, I can't feel a thing
I've been ballin'
cut down swearing
Gotta get on da radio
Hold up can't do that
Fuck that still grow solo
Eye contact can't do that for too long man I seen too much
Man payin the cost
All the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers gettin tossed
into the system, supposed to rehabilitate
It's why you gotta regulate
Brrrt, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hahaha griselda
Grr, Griselda, man, GxFR griselda
Live from motherfuckin' East Side
Buffalo, New York,
die man you really won
Man I really won
I'm Walking on this gold road I don't know
If I can get used to this
The truth of Him is conducive wit
His
Written by Al Hodge, Leslie Duncan & Tony Cox
They set the wheels in motion Adam and Eve
The beginning of romance
He was a lonely man I do believe
by the end of day, better just say what you gotta just say
Or you best get out my fuckin' way
So whether I just gotta keep on diggin' up in dirt
Just
ain't have nothing but music and family and friends, all the people who actually need you
Do you really gotta check your phone every fucking two minutes?
fuck man its like I got a curse, I got this
This weight up on my shoulders its always following me around
See scattered thoughts when you blow brain
Kurt
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
to God
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
a cold dark street
Like
Discuss these gotta man radio edit by eve Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In