Lyrics:
Take a walk on the wild side to see that hood shit
Left those cinnamons, physic high row
Made love in Brixton on some old side road
Lost my ring in
When I see that girl go walking by
I know a boy shouldn't cry
Here it comes again, that feeling
Here it comes again
When I see her look into
There's a fast-food place, where the people used to wait
There's a street now, where the rails used to be
c blackbird is picking at something
Yo, the fruit don't fall far from the tree
Yeah, uh
My grandfather use to tell me
This place ain't got nothing to offer you
Don't you see all
and
Fill up the pool with lots of water
Don't worry pops I got your daughter
I'll bring her home in one piece even though she came in a two piece
with those
There goes your heart
No turning back
You want me more and more
And that's a fact
One night of love
And then you'll see
That you belong to me
Good
I'm in the devil's playground, there's no saints where I'm standing
Young boy nearly lost a leg, playing around with the antique
Last man standing,
I want to be a transparency
Live my life so that you can see Elohim
No longer see a little boy in his teens
Getting by tryin' to fit in like
there'll be no truce
Ya boys'd break ya jaw if they ya peoples
To stop ya yap from playin Doc Kevorkian
I'll lock ya talk see then commence the mercy
Girl, you must think that I'm crazy
But we all know you's a cutie
And you're all like, "Nuh uh boys don't wanna get with me"
Girl, please
I can see
Check it out, for those that know me
Ya wonder why I always play low key
I know I got people and fans that like me
But all the noise and attention
waiting
But I'll never let them see me sweating my techs striking a pose
Hanging out the cuddy, nutty, nigga busting at hoes
I robed a little, rigged
you're gone you was my best friend
My mother my father everything that I am (Word)
I love you, mom you's my guardian angel
I can't wait to see your
Montana
The hottest day on record the forest tinder dry
Lightning strikes in the mountains
I was crew chief at the jump base
I prepared the boys
beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for
I really hate this fucking quarantine
Shit's blocking everything
Can't drive my truck
Can't fuck these whores
Can't see my momma
I hate it all
Fuck
chilling with the boy
Netflix and chill, yeah you know just who you are
Wearing my shirt but you ain't gotta bra
We both know, yeah I'll see you in the morn
Imma brag on Hop because I know what he does
And how influential he is (Uh, yeah)
Yea-yeah yea-yeah
I remember...
When...
The young clean-shaven boy
suggest
Through the world see those she decides to bless
Or request still frets over the affairs we kept
To a secret for the meanings we lay flesh to flesh
Night has come
In the land that is dark
When the moon is the only light you see
Who standing by my side when I’m out here in these streets
And I’m movin’
that'll play you like a real toy
You a puppet acting like a real boy
This ain't a diss, it's a decoy, buddy
I take my haters and I grab them by the pussy
in the Bahamas
Yeah
Look
I'ma do what it takes to ensure that we make it
For all of my family to say that we made it
For all of those who ain't
Now you listen here boys
I'm a very old man compared to y'all
And I didn't come here to be harassed by your pals
For some donuts
So if ya'll would
but by halfway
My teacher calls my name
And calls me over to ask me
What happened to your face
I quickly switch up discussions
I see that Mother’s Day
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