Lyrics:
around
I'll be around
You'll be my Whitney I'll be Bobby Brown
Bobby Brown
When I come through her town
Yeah
Call me a dog cause I let out the pound
My
Wonder why Malcom X made 'em shake
I'm Making my days count like I'm (Muhammad) Ali
Martin (Luther King jr) would b ashamed by the hate
That's why I'm jus
fake
And as the days go by, you can?t forget
The way I make you feel like shit
Mc?s like you, I?ve seen ?em before
You keep on saying "f**k too
I make beats make you lean and bop your head back
All in good time keep it 90 with a slap back
No Snapbacks got baseball caps for days
I'm blocking
guarantee
Lie dissolving into your bed
cll of life drawn for you by cathode ray
Watch the sun fading down on another day
cwake, alone,
lying here with
I know you want it bad in the best way
Drop it low to the floor
You better pray
That a girl like me will take
Any of your offerings
Don’t need
down
I'ma light it on fire, yeah yeah
Til the paper's til' the paper's turning brown
Surrounded by the party, and I'm still feeling lonely
Thinking
remember
From the hood but they told me do better
On the block man they toting berettas
Tell me I ain't my mama child I been acting wild so they call me
If you knew me then, then you don't know me now
Came thru this bitch drunk, I'm off that good whiskey brown
If you knew me then, then you don't know
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
the record came out she called me 2 days ago
Man my phone is off the hook with people asking me for tapes and free records
I ain't with it
Word man
Bust
Someone who stays high
High
Watching their life go by
By, by
Someone content with riding behind
Ride that
Nigga
They come in all colors
White,
Mama told me I should pray
When my momo passed I prayed
When my momo passed I praised
Know she seen better days
Know she seeing better days
I was going
now but I'm obscene
It's OT and I'm up 3
My brown skin these sun beams
Call me by your name that's some dreams
I fa -
I fantasize those love scenes
a walk
Of shingle, and a walk divided it:
But Enoch shunn'd the middle walk and stole
Up by the wall, behind the yew and thence
That which he better might
I FEEL ALIVE
‘CAUSE I FEEL LOVE
AND THERE’S NO BETTER DAY IN SIGHT
Low blows, brown nose
No cause to trouble myself
Take your disdain, go complain
24-7, I'm laying it down 24-7, I'm sippin' on brown
Every day until I black out 24-7, I ain't makin' a sound
24-7, I'm makin' it bounce 24-7,
the record came out she called me 2 days ago
Man my phone is off the hook with people asking me for tapes and free records
I ain't with it
Word man
Bust
number
Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
About the stortage of grain in Hertfordshire
Everyone of them knew that as time
journey
Is where my God has planned this
Growing up in the 80's
Those days we're hazy
Crack Cocaine flooded the hood
It made people crazy
Those we're
I was born in November, eight day 1971st y'all,
nine o'clock in the mornin', a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth y'all,
She taught the kid
nigga
Light ya eyes like Stephen Curry
Yeah yeah yeaaaaaaaa (Ugh)
Better than this
Oh picture life better than this
Better than this
It never exist
But
We
coming I see better days
Mothafuck a hater I’m just living my life
Fuck a pussy nigga I’m just living my life
I’m a street nigga check my resume
All that
goodbye...better days ahead
goodbye
gone... gone are the days
all these questions
no straight answers
everybody's a high priced healer hey
gone... gone are the days
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