Lyrics:
Hold up! Everybody who's got love ones locked up in that system
Say man if ya people locked up
You need to stay down wit'cha folks! (Stay down wit'em
Long nights by myself is when it gets real
Nobody to rely on, no, no drinks, no pill
Drowning in my thoughts I sit up and sit still
And I don't got
By the time I was seven you know my heart broken
Ain't no joking
When I was seven I knew I had to be serious
Screaming out their name but nobody
The way I'm slidin' and swervin', everybody's got to be perfect
Everybody got to be nervous when when 'Twan and Michael resurface, ha
Hater-free
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
what's real to be free
Life goes by
In the blink of an eye
And if you miss it catch the next train
Life goes by
In and out of the fire
Can't you
with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
under you
Radiohead was five guys but I'm not a fuckin burger place
I'll call Kenan Thompson for the secret sauce recipe (dude)
Everybody boppin' but
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
The things you
it all
Yea I see through it all
Hold up, Haha
Stop it
Everybody talking like they got it
Everybody saying they got options
Everybody moving like they
I pay it no mind cause I see it all the time
(Don't be fooled by the shades) don't mean I'm blind
I got a water and a stoge, a quarter for the phone
to be
Cool vibes with a little bit of energy
No problems were living outside of the stress box
If you see a door Boston like the Red Sox
Welcome everybody
disrespect to Aretha
But I got to get that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby
'Cause this game fuck everybody, this game fuck
put in work
Yeah yeah
Spreewell
Feeling like c.I
I ain't got no weed
Wonder how I stay high
Step back skate by
Man I'm feeling like Westbrook
-willing, Free-willing
Ain't no way, I could fade, this feeling
Free-willing, Free-willing
But by day in my ways, free-willing
Split my paths, walk out my rights
What's it
Everybody want to be like me
And everybody want to fuck with me
Everybody want to be like me
And everybody want to fuck with me woah
Everybody want
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
It seems like everyone tripping but not me
They living glass half empty and I'm a bag of weed
Look I'm not problem free
Deep down inside everybody
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