Lyrics:
Orange Lamborghini it look like a pumpkin patch
She bleached her asshole I just put my thumb in that
Miles Sanders with the bag I'm a running back
it over another way
Find time
The truth is apart of me
And so is wishing it's always on another wave
How come
Take it by the day
(Take care my friend)
need kush and orange juice, turn me up, I'm low on power
Getting ready I'm off ecstasy so I ain't really tired
Two days with a plug who do drugs, so
planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left
paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Just let me know how you feeling, can't fight the feeling
When she gone all day, but I don't what you doing
I heard she been off that juice, WRLD no
Got to many thoughts they been flying through my mind
Got so many thoughts they consuming all my time
Based on the system it looks like we're kinda
noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
About
made my play but it wasn't my day
I felt the ripping lead
That's when I knew my time was through
Rest in peace were the last words he said
Well, all
and my mind is lit
Write a vision by typing this
fighting feelings inside of my skin
Lately I feel like im dying to live YUHHH YUH
Lately I feel like
and respect to my elder kool herc.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first to say yes yes y'all. In the days before Curtis blow was fresh fresh y'all. I've been
Ooooh
Ay Mazi
Mazi ske
Mazi Mazi
Ay
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Banye the trap like a boss
I no need juice or your sauce
Nyem the ego by force
Married I no fit
I'm in my room smoking alone like I'm selfish
Cause' some days the sun's hard to face
Dad turns his son wears his face
But look closer see
I'm on a move
I'm with the crew
I got my shoes
I hear the tune
I get a boost
I got the juice (Let's go)
I got a lot on my mind cuz of you
I'm sliding
that day she had to spot my kids laying on her tongue
Don't care about fame
I'm making music, cause this shit fun
Been round, people know the game
Soak
please
Talk to me
It's five-o'clock on Monday morning
The town is quiet and the sky is orange
You ignore all my calls and texts
So I drive to your house
would see now as my enemies grow my emptiness goes
You say the kings are dead by the orange and the red leaves falling faster than the sands from
creeping and all they need is one time
Ain't nobody evil wanna hear the good news
Especially by someone who got a couple loose screws
But now it's not
cause as of lately I
Keep seeing people dying left to right so imma swipe
Throw it all away
I spent all my days afraid to spend so I just saved
Way too
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
something bad in the red coupe, black rose drowning in the red juice, no pistol in my pants it’s a fire arm, ever drove to mars with the fire on, baby butane
memories
Still on da block wit my Brodie
Young OG yeah you know me
Posted up by the store be
Play wit me
Smoke a nigga like a stogie
Who da fuck say they
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