Lyrics:
in the New York rhyme
Better kiss that ass goodbye, when I'm passin' by
With plastic nines to blast your eyes, right, what, nigga?
You can kiss your
on wind won't you take me home
I want to see how that grass has grown
Dirty water won't you wash me clean
(Honeysuckle sweet)
Ooo I smell it on the vine
a type to turn up and be on that clever shit
I'm lookin at niggas like
"Bruh, you grown, how you still love this shit?
I'd rather be home and watch
into existence
Wanna see you when I get home
And I pray that we can talk it out
Cause we are grown now
My unc said we should walk it out
I rather see
took a little strike from the game like a Transit worker
Won't keep pushin' cats to get paid
And be a grown ass man with no acalade's
And know the truth
/ I can tell by your handshake / Don´t need the whole
world / only need what a simple man crave / If I can´t have it I am starting
a rampage and it´s
I'm a full grown man, held by my hand
untucking my shirt whenever I can
get away with, but I probably wont
cause they'll still be listening when I'm
I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
This old house would
to take you home
Well there was nothing left to do and I had nothing left to prove
You know what they say about idle hands
So I stepped into this sleazy
down the valley, by the river swimming holes
Cherished memories of childhood, and the place where they were grown
Verse
Loving you is a pain I've found
And I'm just a fool for a hangin' round
You come and you go the whole week through
While I'm here at home, all
and I be walkin in like, Honey's home
Oh my how the money's grown, oh and how the crew decreases
Higher up the ladder throne, the stoning from the monkeys
a little Cam
Miracle she didn't plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand
Grown man sleeping on the floor
Hear the mice squeaking by the door
that we backtrack
Flashback missing where we at when we at that
Ready to react like a trashbag
Take whatever's thrown
Make a throne
Call it home
Say you
to come on home?
Ain't it good to fix this broken heart I've grown
So used to feeling tired and torn
So come closer, I think you're getting warm-
Whoa, open
spend my time with you as the days go by
It all seems like it happened yesterday
When we both exchanged our vows on our wedding day
Sometimes I still
HOW CAN I LEAVE THE STREETS ALONE WHEN THE STREETS IS ALL I KNOW? OUT IN THEM TRENCHES, THE PLACE I CALL MY HOME, RUNNING WITH SHOOTERS AND YOU WOULD
Favorite girl from Arkansas feels so short to be six foot tall
You’re gonna be alright, because I’m here by your side
Arizona boy done broke your
side
But I was Mario Andretti
When Daddy let me drive
I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
To let them drive my old Jeep across a pasture in our
She came in my room
I sent her home
Too much time has gone by
Since I've been alone
I really love her
But It's a crutch
Cuz I've grown numb
To her
the hardest
Picture me debatin' no time to argue with you artists
If you do a song with me I'm probably just targeting your market
And then I take them home
it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born
cause oh
Everytime I call you be there for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon'
it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born
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