Lyrics:
(sleep, shawty)
I swear it 'bout 4 in the morning
And I'm outchea on it
Trying to fall through just to fuck with you
Well that's if you home, cause
drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their
drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their
Nigga better recognize I made
A terrorized facts
The only weapon is my steel arms like jack
Hit you with the Holy Ghost
And change your faith
That make
half that much to most of their workers
It's even hard in the barnyard, you can believe it
I think these farm animals should stick together
Or they'll
drinkin lean and I ain't gonna cough
Ima let them boys know how far I can go
Ima just wreck down on the fuckin down low
Keep my shit optimo in my mouth
get high,
Get wasted!
Puff, sip, puff, sip, puff, sip,
Get wasted!
(Yeah, I ate all the shrooms and I drank a fifth of Jack Daniels
I can
But I would not be longing
'Cause I got Jim and Jack and Hank
Take your string bikinis, your apple martinis
Take what's left there in the bank
Take
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can
that you can do is bein' tainted
'Cause your brother's in the station and he's ill to the marrow?
Twelve or thirteen when I turned into an adult
All
my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line
I truly meant it
Frostbite cutting off my lips at the exit
When you stink of piss and your breath smells like grime
All I can do to pass the time
open (ooh)
I can't uncry your tears
I can't rewind the time
I can't unsay what's said
In your crazy life
My love, my arms are open, arms are open,
and I came up, remember that killa,
That nigga named LeathaFace, now if you thug nigga pick up you pump,
and buck it, put a bitch up in a gutter, fuck it,
"DIE ANTWOORD!"
Fuck, I still can't say the shit
But how quickly they forget who the fuck I was
Now Ninja try to duck my slugs, you let your girl get
you how to walk your body
Jack is the one that can bring nations and nations of all
Jackers together under one house
you may be black, you may be
That leaves most professionals looking foolish
Nobody in the game can hang if I gave them nooses
Treat you like Forrest Gump
Be upstairs banging your
and ever, in Jesus
Nothing on earth can separate from your love
I am healed in your arms, your heart is satisfied
I saw her again last night, with a new eye
that most can't deal
But still, I trip my worth
Like Anna Mae, gon' have to eat the cake
And elevate to greatness
Sky's the limit when your vision first
heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
of Spades is now down with the BDP Posse
If you want to see more, just watch me
MAN, do what I do, throw your hands in the air
And scream it out, ohh
Talking about your mistakes
So graduation '19
Felt like I can't celebrate
Entire family in town
But couldn't solve my self-hate
That final night
Thanks For
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
and the lyrics are fine
Get on the floor you've got no time
Party people I'll give you a chance
Wave up your hands and feel in trance
Can you see now what I
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