Lyrics:
a future so I'm singing for my grandma
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
South side, and beat
hands
Or atleast that's what you said
The truth is not that the truth is this
The only way to esacape
The Lord is if you crawl
Through the holes in His
shining in every sky
better think twice before this life baby just passes you by
everyone knows there's no short way of telling which way to go
open your
Mirror Of Light
Smells like coconut, tastes like dreams
Nothing isn't ever just exactly as it seems
Made by rainbows Feels like Lime
Life is just
Smile
Though your heart is aching
Smile
Even though it's breaking
When there are clouds
In the sky,
You'll get by
If you smile
Through your
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by
If you smile through your fear
[Talking]
Say L, hold these keys man
What kind of wheels is those brah
(man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos)
Man, I ain't never seen shining
Everyone
Is pushing into me
And now the sun
Is shining into morning
I try
And remember your name
I try,
But it's never the same
Build it out a mile
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear
know that pity's got an ugly price tag.
Rats: Our fur feels like it's on fire.
There's thorns growing on our bones.
Our hunger is x-rated.
Oh, mother,
of the ship's crew, barely alive,
reports being captured and nearly eaten by what he
describes as only the "Cat People"
Verse 1
Greetings I am know as Jungle
sentimental ass
Have her in the video showing wap thats a marketing strat
Have it on my waist in the shop its a marketing strap
Had to pull her by the hair
the sun don’t set you free
Well not for me
Yeah I’ve been loved before by another
I survived the war but the pain that hurt doesn’t hide
Yeah never died
of you finding me
Turn the pages and learn the end of each age is
Preceded by the most inspired works of the sages
One day I’ll lace a verse in 365 takes
his paperwork, I know he told
He is not gangster
Finna drink this eight of Act' by myself
You cannot taste it
Only pourin' Sprites and cream sodas
I
impossible for you to be a hater
$100 Mixtape shit
(In the kitchen and it's Taysty)
I go by the name of Hylyte
And I'd like to say welcome, ha ha
I'd like
the Abrahms, M1 shoddy
I'm the C-130 Gunship, touching everybody
So continue talk, run them teeth son
Imma be here until the war is done
You wanna play games,
backpedal
I do my homework blazed and get A's I'm mad mellow
I hear the sad fellows get they fix when I spit
Like that sun up in the sky you must protect
the bay
Planets play by seasons
Somewhere in their field grounds
I've got limits but not scared to die
A rare soul is a friend of hope
Just make sure
you’re dead already and
You ain't even know
Think the new shit is hot
Wait till you see the show
CT in the house fuck
Peepin through the holes
Nah we’re
leave it up to chance
but I can never, I can never walk away
Silence tears a hole in a heart yet broken
stillness touch is cold, in anticipation
of it
at all
Driving back with the rising sun
Radio playing nothing new
AC blowing, and I know by now
I'm always going to feel the way I do
You didn't come
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