Lyrics:
2:45
In Miami
In that big body rental
Windows tinted Obama
Yeah
You know that presidential
Riding by star island for motivation
The shit I’m into
They don't know I call you sprinkler system
'Cause you sprinkle it like water
Don't tell your daddy you've be calling me daddy
But tell him Ludacris
so it goes now like salt on melting snow
You don't know what you've got until it's all done
Until it's forever gone
How do I live like this? By my
about the music
(You've got to put your bodies upon the gears)
(Take part)
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Something about the music
(All for one and one for
more slappers than Eric Clapton
While you're sitting on your break eating spinach out your plastic
Kicking down doors, I want my power and respect
Mmm he said
"Live by the sun
Love by the moon
Don't count your demons or they'll haunt you too soon
When the Autumn leaves are falling in the middle
the profit that you pocket from what y'all sayin
Tired of drowning, only one name by which you got to be saved
Devil creeping in your life like a roach up in
remember
The plight of the oppressed
Ends with the oppressor
And if it's easier for you
To live under that oppression
They they've already got you
As their
though you've gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, good time salesman
Yep, yep salesman got it on the street, whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman,
So you gotta swim in sharks and waves to make it to the shore
You've gotta show them what you're brought
Show them what you've got in store
You've
I live is Hell see, I never thought I'd see
the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word
how to feel at all
This anhedonia
Nia nia nia, you've got for sure
I'll tell you where to go
You'll never be alone
It's anhedonia
Nia nia nia you've got
And homies are showing respect
That's how it is where I'm from
That's just how it is where I'm from
You live by the mouth, you die by the mouth or you live by
of the
Things you were hoping to address by
Going away, and then you get back
And do this sort of thing
Is your relationship to this
Stuff at all different?
What
slip away
Live to dream another day
The ebb and flow of your heart’s desire
Leaves you cold, bruised and tired
Sometimes you’ve got to let the light in
and you live by the stove
You are a lion and you are a dove
Revolution is my baby
Set my sight on it
Got a right for it
I'm gonna fight for it
Revolution
they got stripes like a nuisance
I was raised by OGs this mob shit i was born into it
All the niggas i looked up to lookin down watchin over
I'ma make it
day
Just make sure I'm around
When you've finally got something to say
And what are you meaning by
I don't deserve this life?
His door is always
on success, is if you're happy you've made it
Cash rules all, and there's no way to escape it
At the end of the day, you gotta face shit
It's just you by
the NYC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Got the session on lock
the law
You've got to show me
Smiles
Brother greg
It's been a long long time
Since we maxed it nice
Got fresh
By that seashore line
It was easy
Getting
And when you're down on luck
Pull yourself back up, and carry on
You've got to make things right
So you stand and fight, and carry on
When I was only
But now i have you girl by my side
You've shown me the true colours of love
When I'm with you I feel alive
Smile, if you live with no pain and be
And she lived by those words
Even on the day; of her dying bed
So, I'ma share this gift that You've given me
Even if it means me making enemies
Lord, I
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