Lyrics:
everytime I get high I watch the time pass by like away we go
Is it ok to cry when you're dying inside?
Seem like codeine is the one thing that help take my
got a misdomener
Cause I got a deuce-five, and I'm black as Sarafina
Get the hell out Somolia, we didn't call y'all
I can't wait till I can kill all
Took me seven years to get it right (Yeh)
Called my momma, told her quit her job
She played my shit so hard she broke the knob
Six o'clock, I'm late for
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
paws up
'Cause you were born this way
LA FRANCE, Hands up, paris lets go! pont
Everybody on their feet, let's celebrate
My mama told me when I was young
got the keys to the rented Corvette
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
burning others eyes radical vanilla sky
Strict key words to the wise never let true love die
Get drunk with me hand cuff my feet tear my clothes off me
I
the old me till I stacked my bread so high it fucking fell
Everyday know I'm dripping in all black
Waiting for your call back
Cause I can't fuck with
there lookin' like Super chicken
At night I see your light through my bedroom window
But I ain't got shit but the pad and pencil
I can't wait till I
green
For every fiend equals money like ching ching
My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam
By it for 15/5 and I sell it for
the heartless, I
Recover all the strength inside
With my friends (All by my side)
By my side
All for one, together we are one for all
Darkness will surely fall
how they murder son
Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
Mothers
Til' my time is up
But even then all my time is really never enough
So I gather my stuff phone, keys, wallet
No stopping with the bass running loud thru
lock & key, need my money promptly
So she bring it to me gotta get your own bitch
This dick ain't free I'm only covering for me
And I'm smart as Ivy
Dickson
She wish she had me
Under lock and key
Need my money promptly
So she bring it to me
Gotta get your own bitch, this dick ain't free
I'm only covering
up I'm on my grind
I hustle everyday
And I won't 9 to 5 but you
Can get that 9 for 5
We got that ye, ay ay bae bae
Come around my way everything be
On a Low-Key
On a Low-Key
We keep it on a Low-Key
You got me feeling this way and now I want you to stay
Everything you said was true and now I'm whipped over
, the day
Mama pushed me out her womb, told me, "N**** get paid."
No one can understand me - the black sheep
Outcasted from my family, now packin heat
I
We overshadowed Corona virus, protesting in these streets
If we don’t get justice i promise y’all won’t get no peace
Blacks done suffered so much
don't wanna be drunk till the end of the day
'Cause it's not the way I produce
Dreams slightly collapse and there is no hope in scraps
I've been lost in
we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
(Let me see you nod ya head)
The way you're bouncin' and shakin'
I know
exist...
Slit the fabric of the right now
Spread your legs and wear the crown
Tell me how long, lord, how long?
Till I get my beauty sleep?
Now
I'ma get my quarterback backpack got a Mac
Hardaway throwback, pinstripe, all black
Iraq, I attack, everyday, come back
Tony Parker, Rondo, two nines,
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