Lyrics:
You all alone so could you spot me for the dance
You acting grown and I could tell by how you stand
You Ain't for nothing but I'm like give me
You all alone so could you spot me for the dance
You acting grown and I could tell by how you stand
You Ain't for nothing but I'm like give me
higher my heart rate
Beats fast on a Friday night
Up for hours tryna get my mind right
Time flies by so hold on tight we takin off
No shoes on so it hurt
Young brother feel free
Filled gas tank need twenty on three
Looking out the window as passing by the trees
Feeling like a summertime breeze
Children
long nights by the bay
I'm kinda hoping that you slide and you stay
If that's okay ?
Call me up anytime when you miss
I'll be in the city come and get
Riding by myself cuz I don't trust no one
I need less friends
I need more guns
Riding by myself cuz I don't trust no one
I need less friends
I need
tastes like hairspray
And i'm thinkin'...
(People pushin' by, and walkin' off into the night)
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my
CENTURY (prod. AudioEscobar) - Figuero Jones & Black Napoleon feat. Elijah Yo
Intro - Figuero Jones
I abide by a specific energy
these spirits take
Why you talkin' like he ran, oh, shit
Pick up a stick and, yeah, pick up the stick and go, go
I think he think that I'm sweet, cause I go by Rose
Pick
Insanity
[Amidst my] Reality
[I'm inside] The gallery
[Don't live by] The salary
[This is my] Insanity
[Amidst my] Reality
[I'm inside] The gallery
I can tell this bitch a freak just by the way she walk
I can tell your hoe for the street just by the way she talk
I got VETEMENTS on my pants, Dior
in to the stars/ everyday a Forrest fire smoking potent by the jars/ Life hit like bodywork there's always stories wit the scars/ real rek real you
it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four
am, the nights broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall open
Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch, she on the molly
She said she she want
gone get the scene hot
Greens and rocks
Burnin' flesh
Have you ever smelled nigga?
Been tapped up, ready to die from mail niggas
Straight goin'
your butt out of bed
You gotta go back, back, back to school again"
It's bye-bye fun, get your homework done
You better be in by ten
I gotta go back,
take a nigga picture
Pray for the day to get ya, but I'm a parlay and stay richer for now
Jigga hasn't done dirt in a while
You know my stomach
safe
But this is take a shot time
You waiting for a purpose?
I already got mine
While you tell me "step to it like
One, two, three, four"
And if
Mob ties, living legend the live
That's what I go by
And the lean double sealed
Pour the whole thing in the soda
Won't fall away, my nigga
Pull up
I'm windy city 2-20, anybody chin checker
3rd floor lake grove, 35th in leather gloves
With the snub nose, complex born and raised
And under siege every
I've got three children to think about first
I've got so much to do
Little time to work
I've paid my dues as you can see
Been in all kinds
It's like a piece of cake plus the complications
And I gotta get this thing off of my chest
It's for the best, oh
It's building up inside of me
It's
But I wandered much further today than I should
And I can't find my way to the three acre wood
So help me if you can I've got to get
Back
tellin you, ya know?)
[Verse 1]
Aiyyo
Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills
By listening to squeals of PJ wheels
As we land I duck
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