Lyrics:
I'll be right back when you need me
I've been on the road by now I'm comin' home
Oh, I'll be right back when you need me
I've been on the road, but
I was drowning at the bottom they all acted like they phelp me
Had to swim out by my lonely use that water as a weapon
Make myself more vulnerable
time, this is used to show my mind
And what goes on, and it been here for a minute
Can you please let me by
They keep on saying, wait until I'm better
But
Leading by example, I'm not following your rules
Coz your morals are bout as consistent as your mood
An outsider but now I'ma go innovate
I'll make a way
mind's on gettin' reach by all means
In the trap, cause this rap shit was just my dream
I'm a hood rich nigga, I ain't never had shit
I really ain't
tail 'cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot
tail 'cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot
Paul Carman (alto saxophone, soprano saxophone, baritone saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone, bass saxophone,
[Intro]
Yeah, and if I died in your arms tonight
They say just like the Corinthians, you know
Paul wrote he said, "Man I die every day"
Ya know, time
watch like Movado so I floss like I'm lotto
You ain't lounging, til you've been counting by the thousands
Profiling, pushing more weight than your
to my truck
Hit the 'Shaw 'cause I'm faded
Honeys in the street say, "Monty, yo we made it"
It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts
to my truck
Hit the shore 'cause I'm faded
Honeys in the street say, "Monty, yo we made it"
It feels so good in my hood tonight
The summertime skirts
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
quick to cut the wire
Tick Tock your career is on the line
I'm in overtime
You witnessing greatness
Put it on the line
You niggas petrified
I'm Chris Paul
face? No case
Drug deals easy, more booze is lookin' like space
Jean Paul Gaultier, see-through Jamaican tank top
Hopped out the two-tone, Lord, made
When both, my nigga
Died by the trigger
Paul Walker Living
Driving Real Wreckless
Thinkin bout the Dglizzy
I ain't had the high speed
Really, I'ma die
and how it look like
I'm throwin' batteries, when the bullets shoot by
So what, you wear a vest, why would I care
If I aim for ya chest, that be a good
to I've had someone to call
From Winnipeg to Edmonton, Vancouver to St. Paul
I've had so many good friends I couldn't miss them all
In that long thin dawn,
alive
And all I can be
Still aiming where
The neck located
They more Paul Hayman
Im Taker in my veins lies gold
Like I'm gone retire a laker
Name a time
disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-cocking) from here on in
My new name from now on, don't even call
[Verse 1]
Whoever thought Paul Barman would change the game?
I started rhyming when the radio was unbearably lame
Rappaz R. N. Dainja
"Depression is
Yeah, uh, aye
Sitting and faded and I'm like bitch where are we at
Rhyming off the dome, I'm like lemme write that
It's too hard for this little
us for we know not what we do
Am I bias? I been pious put my nose up in the pews
Like Paul I bear good news
They think I'm pall-bearing
My message
I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself
I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself
My style so cold I could skate myself
But I
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