Lyrics:
to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special
I remember when it wasn't no way
I remember when it wasn't ok
And I really live it I don't roleplay
I can't keep on living in my old ways
Aye
Too
In dreary times in northern lands
Where people died by their own hands
And iciness cloaked their skin
The hate of an old man grew within
A beastly
hold my thoughts this Is misleading
Surrender, there Is no treaty. Throat gets tighter (stop breathing)
Alone and prone By phone screaming, crying In
exquisite and that's on the hood
Take your time in the Summer Breeze, man
Don't forget to stop and smell the roses (mm-mm)
You're never too old to have some
that's one great big ol' pistol
I mean .50 caliber made by badass Hebrews
And some surplus tracers for that old BAR of Slayton's
Soon as it gets dark
the pound
Nigga want action
It's another man down
It's another man down
Nigga don't stop
You better keep going
This money don't stop
So I gotta flowing
From
the fuck
This ain't enough man I feel like my whole damn life's on repeat
Yeah uh swear that these convos don't change
Sick of these nights and days
Man I
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Y'all way too close
Y'all way too close
That’s not drip, that’s ooze
I been cold, old news
Friends that shoulda knew
Y’all this
you out on a date, and we can play like the old ones don't want us to
When it gets late we can talk and I will tell you something that you never knew
a Rocket
I ain't no Cowboy but I'll Spur you to go make a profit
Or listen to a prophet either way a mouth get fed
Man doesn't live by bread alone we need
And I'm the only thing that's living in this ghost town
Except for the clouds
And man, they're coming down
If I knew my way around by now, I'd be bound for
this way.
Before my past once again can blind me,
Fly away.
And we won't wait to say goodbye,
My beautiful young man and I.
anything to be down
Two hundred million blind mice
Running through this town
[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man
Wears a gold Rolex and put
on the decline
With this pressure I'm surprised that I haven't lost my mind
My old man fighting with his brother about inheritance
My uncles got cancer so
appreciate you hearing this one
Feel me
Chrys Edward
Yo Energy
Said you wanna let me go
Now I'm reminiscing faults of my old ways
Instead of saying trust me
precious gift from up above
Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man.
There's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handle
Gleamin'
Always sittin' by the phone
Daffodils are poppin' up out behind the clothesline
Underneath that tree I planted when I was just a boy of nine
Man, I
I was nine years old when daddy first touched me
At 15 I ran away and never stopped running
I met a man who took me in 'cuz I was pretty though
He
Yeah
I'm a 39 years old by the name of Lindy
First and the last daughter from my mom Winnie
I got my diploma but decided not to go to the college
I
to,we used to, We used to rob for them petty thangs like a gold chain Or a mothafucking pinky ring Now it's cocaine I'm the dope man Cigarettes in my
hoes
The anti super man
Its mob them hoes just get the d
Been doing this for so long
Been grinding in my sleep
The definition of grinding
My first mill
Glowed up x 2 , check me how I glowed up.
**Check me how I glow**
Glowed up x 2 , check me how I glowed up.
To old this , to grown for this,
I’m buying up
a point when every man breaks
So many bad days, sad nights
I used to have dreams too damn right
But so many things have gone wrong
I've been sick of this
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