Lyrics:
billy for the sneaker deal
Swoosh Gang
Air Adjust by Ambush Yoon Ann
New wave number one pick work like I'm on a 2 way
Trying to earn a spot on a roster
another day in the sky
Let's fly so high with the bleeding eyes
I'll drop by supplied with a fresh pipe
Start every day with a bowl
Float outside and watch
channel
Bitch it's Chanel, why you call it channel?
Papi too hot for you to handlе
I hit the pot and get dismantled
Ain't no power on in the trap
Auntie in
she love me, do me scan
I been by my lonely, don't have friends
I don't give a fuck, I just want bands
I'ma see it through, I got a plan
Yeah, ayy, I
you, I
Greatly appreciate it, don't be upset baby, it's the summer of love,
My partner just pulled up to the spot, told me his ex moved, so I passed him
Alright then, I quit, God, I give up
Call it evil that men do, Lord, forgive me for what my pen do
This is for your sins, I cleanse you
You can repent
from lifelessness
Some call me the best, I don't flex
I'm just tryna do better than last week
Caught me upset, but I bet
That nothing get to me prove I
running like the cops coming
Aiming for my head, so I duck like some shots coming
Persecution for the righteous, we're going to die by it
Same corner almost
Ill give my last for this shit, that's for real
You know how it feel to see a hundred dollar bill
Stash it underground, I dug it out, I call it trill
the bullet proof vest
Help me Lord I can get no deeper than this
Wish I wasn't born in this world passed
Dissmissed fits
Moms got Love for me she don't know
The last one I told y'all about mhen she was lying
A while ago I got no for every girl I went for
Now pretty supermodels fall in my possession
Sometimes I'm
Put am for my body
Like go Johnny
I've found love
O my darling said
Anytime you hop on me
I wan call you honey
Like go Johnny
Without your madness
I go
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
it by the bullshit
I know what I'm doing
And she loves how I do it
She throw that ass back and she never over-do it
She call me baby and I call her
cool cause i'm rolling solo too
You should call my phone (So i can get to meet you girl)
And let a real hood nigga do right by you
Your last was a fan he
track, shit ain't hard to abstract
Call it a backpack, the shit from the past, write a new song for the act
They call it manifest, conjure shit up, luck
While it's goin', might seem like forever
It only last for a matter of seconds
Stay strong how you get a blessing
Stay humble, not ever neglectful
you need
To get by
If now for games and hip hop
My heart woulda been stopped
For the love
If the papes come yo yo I won't riff
If they don't come no no
take all the time that it takes, but I promise you
We are waiting for you now
I just wanna sit by your bed and hold your hand
And I just wanna sit by
for the last time with you
The first time for the last time when I'm with you
Can you feel it, too
Do you remember my love declaration on the telephone
don't have no time for no "wham-bam thank you mam"
Gas me up, get me drunk and hit, then you scram
The same old shit you pulled last week on Pam
I'm
before that
You know we was both love
was it early to call it love
we were both so young
Sometimes I feel like
I feel like I shoulda chased you
Won’t lie I
love it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee
"Come by"
You tell me things changed and I know you lie
I came by last week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out talking all that stuff
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