Lyrics:
supposed to protect
You one the armed but u claiming that we the threat
R.I.P George Floyd they got my city upset
He sed he couldn’t breathe but u kept ya
are belong.
I saying Where you gona run. All this wicked evil you live now.
Ready, ready, ready. Where, were, were you gonna run over.
think the Lord needs his soldier back
He gotta get in straight from the horse's mouth
I don't know who told you that
But nigga, I ain't
Nothing with this
a konvict
Be all u can be now don't dat sound like some dumb shit
When you die over crude oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a desert storm that's
for how the atmosphere and how the the things are gonna work day to day with that company now what if you ride it for a little while and you come
Just do what's right for you by whatever and any means
And even if it means to run up with the rifle dude
And kill all of your enemies
But I know that
now, don't that sound like some dumb shit
When you dogged with crude oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my nigga
Im boston george of the streets
So Sit back and hold onto your seat
Listen close and you'll see that its deep
Will the children of this city ever be
you?
I'm not tryna hear none of that shit that's going on right now bro
So you ain't tryna hear what's going on with black folk in the world?
I'm not
to die by bullets
But how could you complain
We demand justice for Breonna and George
I pray that you rest well when I was locked
I witnessed a murder
like in college bitches got you in trouble again
Takin' clothes money
And all that dignity
For that ass titties liqour nigga holy trinity
Imma about
’re driving that
You think’s defining who you are
Running from yourself you’ll find
There is no hiding
So, boast about your Prada
And your Christian Dior
Still
you know how dat go
All I know is I'm never gon stop
If I say that I love you that should mean a lot
No more Hi-C it's a 4 in that Sprite
And he buy by
then it's as good as set
You have MC's dropping bombs that's incredible
Some of the brothers, their styles are just despicable
As for me see I just do
Careful now, girl, with them Jezebel ways
Crown on your head, but you're queen of cliches
Little one playin' with the big boys now
Hope you're ready when
That's what it's gonna take to keep you here by my side
Here's my love, all my blood, sweat and tears
Show me what can I do now
To make it all better
beg for your love
Just know that you got me, my love
And when you ready, I'm waitin' here steady
Gon' give you the world and above
Mmm, well, baby, I'm
the fence
A few years earlier, I had an old tree chopped down
That was leaning towards the house
To protect the roof and for firewood
And now I've got
the game
So don't hit me up when I'm taken by the fame
Fame is gonna haunt you, fame is gonna break you
Fame is gonna make you wish that they had all
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Samsnee, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Sam Sneed, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
a tool that i use to connect the polka dots
Flow is unorthodox, tol ur granny to kick a rock
I don't give a fock, now im feel im ready for equinox
Thoughts
a tool that i use to connect the polka dots
Flow is unorthodox, tol ur granny to kick a rock
I don't give a fock, now im feel im ready for equinox
Thoughts
the blizzard
You thought the love was vivid till the shorty that you with had left you on delivered
The love you chose to pick it now the girl you with acting
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