Lyrics:
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways
Can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Put me
waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways
Can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Damn this a bitch
We ain't gotta motherfuckin' thing
Ring CJ do what he doin' in Cali for ni a
(Hello?)
Hey wuz up nigga it's Face
(What up
me
Without your face around
You've found another to do your lovin'
Me you have put down
And I'm sittin' here with a broken heart
Wishin' you'd come
died and in her will he owed her forty dollars.
Now Luke married Charlie's widow, a lady with no manners,
She had a figure like a hippo and face like
Dance
Doom
Dance of Doom
Dance
Dance of Doom
Dance of Doom, here we go
Put out your arms and shake your head
Roll back your eyes just like
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I
holding you close to me
Every day is Valentine, with you by my side
Everything will be all right
Every day is Valentine, melt into your eyes
Every day is
You smile to sweeten what you're saying,
But you wound with your words so fine,
We all get the lives that we deserve what?,
You're cruel to my kind,
We take your life
(Blood in my eye)
We drivin' by
We ride or die
We take your life
The homie taught me how to hold a ratchet
Shoot him in his
I'll be fine by your side
And everytime I see that pretty little face and I look into those eyes
Your eyes, they
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
I
It was a party night with moonlight
A lot of wine made me fly
When I saw your smiling face, it was a twist of fate
I was desperate to know your name
the mask
Let's bury the facade and
Let's all have one final laugh
(I can't feel my legs
Carrying the world endlessly
Weighed down by your dismay
It's okay
(Beats by Dots mane)
Yea yea
You might call me crazy
I’m something great in the making
They say that life’s what you make it
I take the whatever I’m
All this gas in this wood but you can fit in you know I don't play that
I got this big 40 with the red beam and it's aimed at your wave cap
So many
hit your guy tell me you gon kill or not
And if them people give you time you gon take that deal or not
You know I want u by my side you gon keep it
the hell up or I’m slappin’ this bitch
Don’t even know yeah I feel like I’m destined
Shut the fuck up with your nasal congestion
Sound like a frog voice’ll
God Blessed My Opps With 7yrs
I Almost Cried 100 tears
Waist 30 Glock 40 With A 50rd Clip
Niggaz Tried to Ride My Wave But All Them Niggaz Jumped
(Brandon, it’s cold in here)
I just miss your face
Ever since you walked away
I ain’t been ok
Shit don’t feel the same without you
Never stopped
get it back, yeah
You stay by yo block
But you won't buy yo block
Get the bag, Protect the bag, Yeah
Get the bag, Get the strap, Yeah
You stay on yo
him on the train
You know that ID card don't cut it when your face is held to blame
(Noel Quintana!)
Mike Nakayama was in training for the army
Sergeant
em clapped by the morning aye
Shorty wan fuck me
She wan That chanel but to telll you that shorty like 40 aye
No you niggas can't afford it aye
No
The forty 5th is a terrorist but you the one with turb' on
Can’t wrap your head around it, everything I wear astounding
Have my wake on the Barney’s floor
face
Ay yuh
Chickens the flock by the dozens
Shawty impatient
She hitting my line
Like “Earnie what time are you coming ?”
She know the money
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