Lyrics:
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
Fill up my cup til it runneth over
They're just in it for the buzz a couple mimosas
If it isn't out of love I don't need to know ya
I got everything
love
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
Box after box and you're still by my side
love
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
Box after box and you're still by my side
a FOB
Down and dirty, come up on the
Low just like that nigga, rob
Fat niggas in my circle love
To fight like thеy Bob
Try us and we turn yo'
Pretty face
cellophane
Bob, you persevere through the tornado
That destroyed your place
Bob, you're everything to me
So don't ever go away
You will be loved by the cult
just a kid who blowing up with my father's name
And every black "you're not black enough"
Is a white "you're all the same"
Mm Food like Rapp Snitch
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
You were just a downtown socialite
Ship I pass on summer nights
Shadow that I can't define
Turned into a gaslight kerosene
Love that felt like
of water on its own destiny
Oh my no lie
Flexibly bob and weave
Chasing after are own feelings of ecstasy
No lie
Acting any other way that isn't me
Is like
whores
I got a lease
Can't even afford to own
Too broke to own a home
No throne no crown no gold
Just spit from the dome
Record Spotless
Like gun barrel
The many dark days
The times I felt betrayed, by the ones that were supposed to love me
It's the only kind of love I've known (truth is)
That's
You’re like the lemonade that we made by the trees,
In the summer shade,
While we dreamt of the breeze of the golden days,
Ice cream dripping onto
broken
It feels like
Somebody turned off the lights
Every time that you leave me
This isn’t easy
La, da, da, da, da, da
Isn’t easy
It feels like
Somebody
besides me is my mind and my ideas yeah
I am just reviving
It's enticing
My ideas yeah
All that isn't lively
It's a lively hood idea yeah
I am reminded
I am
cause what's on my feet like the sub mariner
The thought of how foo niggas viewed me would just ensare my lungs
So really this shit isn't a new me I just
I'm gonna go back to the early aughts on this
Pre-gentrification
Like we all 'Villens till we die here
Yeah
That's why we die here
Yo check it
Just
how you sit back knowing that your dreams in debt?
Just to lay in wait, the greatest fate, is a man too afraid just to make mistakes
It might take ten
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the drugs
Let go, oh
Love isn't good enough
Let go, oh
Love isn't good enough
And the waves in the sea
They slip away just like me
So let go, oh
You weren't good
I'm grinding
Do what i say like I'm Simon
Reminded em that I'm declining the money to say what i want like a tyrant
Delivering raps on consignment,
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
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