Lyrics:
the skin
Unheard of is the language that lured me in
It's deeper than the surface resting just beneath the skin
Coated by the stratified soil of my
Uroboros flow how I mold scold and
Break homes warm up haven't even entered the zone
Architect a foundation accept my fuck ups
Live with no regrets
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
and down the house blows
(Cover your scars with your leather if that's what you choose)
(Alone by yourself you'll be singing the blues- blues, blues
us
do me a favor little mama and could you just
Put ya hands up, ladies put ya hands up
get ya hands up, fellas get ya hands up
It's ya nigga Ne-Yo, I
other hand
You flex jewels I set cruise to the next moves
By the next moon ima need a fresh new
S coupe wit a plex roof
Smoking the best blue
Dream me
Foundation build on another and you's a goner holmes
She' built on em, supported by him
Conformed to him, now she's a body of bodies who transform through
Tried and true
Foundation's shaken
Time and time and time again
Bloody nails
I can't feel my hands
I've been numb for all these years
I need to climb
lights) If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by (maybe even fairy lights)
Gun crime into your right ear
Drugs and violence
strobe lights (there's no need to run)
Not blue flashing lights (if you've done nothing wrong)
Maybe fairy lights (blue lights should just pass you by
Hair trigger, walk up closer, ain't no Photoshoppin'
Friends bipolar, grab you by your pockets
No option if you froze up, always play the offense
just grab my hand
We gon conquer all this land right here
Building on stone not sand
Solid foundation and sunlight here
Villain gang know my brand
Smooth
to be found just a whisper in your heart waiting to sing out Loud
No I'm not perfect I'm under construction
So I'm keep working Need a strong foundation
paid for pussy but y'all surrounded by some bitch payers
I just built my foundation while surrounded by some brick layers
Homies got their degrees from
where I've been just look at my hands
Yeah I've driven by the white house and spent some time in jail
Mama cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail
I
blame me for that
I've got this thing under control
Just need some help to pass the goal
I need a hand to move from blue to black
I've got this thing
the tail left hand (ooh)
Right hand (ooh, yeah) feeling so high up
Feels like we just damn flew (aye)
Shawty with the blue
Lauren Crews, girl you know it's
the language that lured me in
It's deeper than the surface resting just beneath the skin
Coated by the stratified soil of my settlement
I dream of lives I've
when
What do you see when you take
The hands off your face?
My one and only fighting jet
Speeding into my arms flying into the blue
Ride your cloud
scrubbing of face and ears....all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin' of a small boy's pants
To try to make sure that you led a spotless life.
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
Hopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked
The little homies called and said, "The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh,
or ever wanted to
So I call him by his name
I say you're not to blame
I love you just the same
I love you just the same
Yellow light befalls my
every fucking city, in every fucking town
Everybody trembled to the big blue clowns!
Everybody trembled to the big blue clowns?
Now I'm just, speaking for
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