Lyrics:
yea i really got it and bitch
dont worry bout who im fucking
i got plenty options
and dat choppa by my side
we got the city poppin
niggas talk to much
nuttin less
Niggaz round town actin like they fucked the Gangsta Boo
Hoes round town sayin did she fuck my man too?
Yo I'm runnin shit niggaz gave me
and each held a wing
Then they tore it apart, before that small bird could sing
Confused by the wind, bruised by the size of the rain
She turned in
Tired of wasting my time
Don't got to worry I got me a ten she a dime
Balling since I was a jit
That's how you know I don't miss
I'm in this thing
so I headed south
Feels like my life?s passin? me by
Oh, I like the sound of me turning around
As I pass the South Carolina line
(Chorus)
I?m leaving
that sell by the stacks
When it gets dark, I chill with my cutie
We almost broke up because she started acting snooty
When I'm with the fellas, I
her letters
I want her to know that it's because
I have someone that makes me feel the same exact way that she does
And I will not deny the privilege
breathing, need help!!
Needing that fresh air. already SEEN hell.
「産まれた日に掛けられてた魔法が
解けていく日々の中で
新しい魔法を上掛けしてく それが人生」]
What do you mean?
どーゆー意味？って答えは自分で探してみ
She
boots to Jim Small,
A bloke wot 'ad no boots at all,
So p'raps Aunt Hanna doesn't mind,
She did like people who was good and kind.
But brahn boots!
Spending like a punk rocker on payday
At the Village Halloween parade
Me and The Mad Monkettes we carry the day
Walking across that Williamsburg bridge, sir
Been living too fast
Too much trust in the grass
Eyes chasing that ass
I'm in trouble my nigga
Feeling that comfort
Fingers fly
I glide
Christmas wish one Christmas wish
Oh
The only thing that I need
Won't be wrapped under the tree
All I want is moments like this
Laughter and joy everywhere
the wound got infected
Yeah
She wanna fuck, told her two contraceptives
Yeah i'm shitting on 'em
Like I let loose the bowels
Don't be talking like I owe you
a lot
Ride me like Harley say she love grabbing on my jock
Late but never tardy get it started pour me up a shot
I'm not one stop
Ay ay
So pop it and drop
Windex, she wiping off and on
Clearing coat, I been the truth
Nah they can't decide,
Yet they still down for the ride?
Left handed like I'm Jennings
around town is I got them racks
Bibby he a stain, Bibby this and that
My niggas they don't have a conscience
Heard you been talking that nonsense
Hit
And still she got me intrigued
Looking
and all of her friends with her, they naked, they by the mirror
One photo of Mac Miller, two photos of J Dilla
More
spot
May be a long shot
But I'm
The Lone Ranger
I got me a real
Chill horse
Rest that rifle
Between her ears
N she'll tune
Out the noise
We like long
a freezer then
I called the boy by his real name like Vegeta did (Kakarot)
Youngins hatin' 'cause a hoe
I would tell 'em that shit stupid, though they
boy Hash Brown, man! Hash, how you livin', baby?
Ay, you already know what it is!
Anyway, uh, I heard tha-that you went ten times platinum off
"No
Symphony of next
The epiphany of text, it's like the chemistry of sex
Street ministry, the decks
That I stood on, may be hood strong
I kept my hood on,
The one mistake
That locks me in my place
The judgement call
That justifies the smirk stuck on my face
My crooked life scared straight and stiff
By
at her
She screamed and ran away
It happens to me more and more these days
And these songs that you sing
Do they mean anything
To the people you're
I'm the one, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one
I'm the one, I'm the one
I don't like the thoughts in my mind again
Time to get high again
I got good
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