Lyrics:
older and it feels alright
I have a lover I talk to each night
We're feeling happy here in the light
But still it goes
Love, always the first love
Always
Yo, woke up this morning, crucial timing
My son crying, I'm back to them daddy duties
Yo I be lying if I ain't say
I was happy when raising my kids
You wait just a minute, Paul! It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours
That makes this world a place our boys could not live in!
They were not
the cafeteria and just talk and feel, together
Thank you, Ms. Fleming
Call me when the shuttle lands
I'm telling you, we all misjudged Heather Chandler
You wait just a minute, Paul!
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours
That makes this world a place our boys could not live in!
They were not
sea
Bring you Neptune's jewels to keep you happy
I would fly into a merciless sun steal you the sky
'cause you're the one
[Verse 2]
Mighta took some
believe they'd stop our happiness
By trying to pull us down with such a mess
Why can't they let us live just like the rest
And keep us out of all of this
packing a gat, in fact
You could get bucked by any other motherfucker
Where I live at
Hear that? Money here is crystal clear punk
Fuck that fiscal year
unanimous, not known through the use of pro tools
Approach you on some nonchalant happy go lucky shit
Touch concepts that's immaculate
I gotta spit from
gone home
Live life to the foolish, put it on I every song
Out of good, out of bad, when I'm happy, when I'm mad
All my fucked up ways, might have got
he struggle
I gotta grind jus' to eat now
I gotta eat jus' a lil' now
So I gotta live my life this way
[Verse 1]
I stretched and yawned
4 years
Shady Aftermath
Yeah (yeah), once again it's on
Young Statlanta live in this muhfucker, holmes (woo)
The hoes get naked soon as the song come
Niggas talk that hot shit when I'm out of town (When I'm out of town)
But when I touch back down, none these niggas 'round (Gang, gang)
I be talking cash
sucking my dick, I might've been wrong, she may be the one
We're not in love, but in 2021 I'm going to let her have my son
So we can post and fake happy
You’re walking on the street you see the same old frown
you used to be so happy now you feel so down
You hear it on the news more trouble every day
a story, and then forgot it right away
They say goldfish have no memory
I guess their lives are much like mine
And the little plastic castle
Is a surprise
nobody but my mama call me by my first name but you
You got me goin' insane
I can't believe you got me fucked up all in da' brain
Now you ain't even there
speaking, so you listening to the thoughts
Of an evil spirit, in demonic verses everytime I talk
I'm confused, by my psychological set backs
In the storm,
South side rain city
這是頑童你知道的
Let's get it
Break the wall
I'm going over the line today
By end of the day
You got me, I got you
If we be
believe they'd stop our happiness
By trying to pull us down with such a mess
Why can't they let us live just like the rest
And keep us out of all of this
An' no it's never gonna be the same
Dem blinded by the flashy lights (flash)
Wan some dear jeans wit some cash inna it
You see di old man talk seh
know if I'm depressed, too happy in the midst
Family get-together's off, missing member of the squad
Soon up off the block, final message logs
Felt it
Dying!
Talk to someone in my click - You're All Fuckin Dying!
You beat me down and let me live - You're All Fuckin Dying!
You're All Fuckin Dying!
Ain't
don't matter
No matter the muh'fucka we bustin',
this muh'fucka ain't poppin' or duckin'
Oh, easy ox, this is gangsta girl talk
Money long and strong
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