Lyrics:
few drinks, then im out
So I straighten up my act and keep doin' my thing
Gettin' the green,
nah mean,
getting it clean
But I stayed by the bar cause I
cosign and now mi lawyer charge fi billable time
Look pon mi team, day one bredda dem still by mi side
Living the dream, wuleap a blood and sweat
First off, I'd like to say Cathedral! To all the Ismfied players out there and Playerettes as well. You know what I'm talking bout. She ain't gon' do
get beat
Kill that bihh on the first day
Shit might fuck around
And change to my dog ways
She say I ain't shit
I tell her okay
Diamonds so wet
I can
ride momma is working and trying
Provide for the family today (Day)
Only take action don't say
Little by little we move (Move)
Think of my nieces that
(Cries out in anguish) It's always six o'clock now.
It's always tea-time
(Shout) I want a clean cup, let's all move one place on
(The Hatter moves as he
a hit out and tried to shot me
But I still came out, lookin all clean and lean
Muthafuckas want to be on my team, so they fiend
To be in my jean, put
whenever you'd like
you're probably pretty selfish, like every other human
conditioned by a sick society, lacking empathy, acting like narcissism is
There's an artist in this world that is like nobody else
He makes music that helps me get back up when I'm looking for some help
To make my day
Yeah, uh
Yeah, woke up early, had to clean the strap
The rap scene is wack, think I had a dream, I'm back
Saran wrap, Vaseline the pack
Load the .45,
when brand new horizons will be within view
Just give me your list to do's, we'll induce mental tattoos
To soothe a sweet tooth, what about a Mars first
shit, first blunt of the day, last night
This that shit they want, big boys at the plate, way too high
Avocado, I'm pressin' up a mulatto Her daddy is in
a block of some comte im chillin
a brick or a bat for a cunt an il chin him
i feel like the games won in the first innnings
i feel like its day one a new
ment baby...
You were hanging with cream, I was hanging with teens.
I saw you and your big guy, having it clean.
Never thougt you were gonna be mine
but maybe this year could be different
The voice in her head kept on saying
Walking in the first day with some hope in her chest
All she can do now
ain't lookin' for alliances)
Pourin' red, I got a pint of it, it help my sinuses (uh)
They try to tell us play by the rules, but I don't comply to it,
more than you guessed
I'm blessed every time we connect
A step closer to being the best
I'm being addressed by the press as being the next
All due
this place they call college
first coupla months it was cool but then it changed yo
she never called and really acted like a strange ho
one day I
man I'm lookin clean
Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes
Want to be a baller shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the Impala
A caller gettin
this place they call college
first coupla months it was cool but then it changed yo
she never called and really acted like a strange ho
one day I
first gear
Jump clean into next year
By then you'll be back or still gone
Ride in on a rainbow
Land outside your window
Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do
I
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