Lyrics:
I got crossed by my homie that's closer than kin
I took a loss, go with my heart, I bet I won't again, no
On everything, money bring problems
But
of them is dope but not that many
Cape Town got mc's so why do you act like we don't have any
And I don't wanna fight with y'all
But if you want shine we
back, splashing on covers, you shall not remain or recover
Smothering the beat (beats), racking up numbers
I'm using gutters for neat (freaks) clans hit
I'm in a farm and I'm smoking with cows
I'm waking up in the back of a bus like I'm Rosa
You gon' die by my hand, bitch I told ya
Turn my swag on like
Wrote a letter to my self and left it with the earth
And found a value for what all of my ideas worth
Could use the smoke to hide my heart so you
The still of night shivers the soul splinter's ice I can feel the cold
Eyes astray to see around, nothing to see nothing to be found
Step by step I
Text her back, too old to try to sound polite. It read, "Please bring me a cup of ice. I promise I'ma fuck you right."
Got god swab plus some Jolly
ain't come through, smack Bobby Lashley in his shit)
Right, flying like Ferg with all this herbal in me
If I touch her, she pregnant, that bitch is
thinking in the interest of our children even if they ain't been given their flesh
Their bones
Their homes or their names yet
I'm aiming for the change in
of the country
Now we come back for holidays and funerals
So much has changed but Wayne County's still the same
Driving down 191
There's an old memory
by the shore
[Chorus]
He's going prime time
Online
69
All the girls come around to get Dick
They all adore him now 'cause he acts like
Denied my application?
I'm not a slave of your institution
You want a weapon of mass distraction
I'll give you a demonstration
Oh by the way,
or somethin' she took?
A swagger in my step like a crook, then I think
The girl looks shook she's had too much to drink
I look at her eyeballs to see if they're
the endin', borderline pretendin'
Not quite, do it matter where you from?
Or more if you scared, prepared or mad dumb
Hold that thought
Youngins all
She didn't have a man, no drink in her hand,
Bought her a shot and took her back to the van.
She was tall, slim, and tan. A White Owl fan,
Asked if I
leave a stain
Cause you try to jack a real true G
Comin down the boulevard
Can they see me swangin swangin swang till we live
Pop my trunk and give
leave a stain
Cause you try to jack a real true G
Comin down the boulevard
Can they see me swangin swangin swang till we live
Pop my trunk and give
we get along
It's incredible we last so long
When right or wrong
Live up to your fate be strong
Is this the moment you've been waiting on
This is
I've never been good at change
If I'm honest, it's always scared me
But I can't deny this stirring deep inside me
Now I know it's time to stop
Pole position you then come round, lap it
Burnin' ya laser, shock ya like a tazer,
Stab ya in the back-a dirt bag trailblazer
A no good liar,
[CHORUS:]
Maybe my love will come back someday
Only heaven knows
And maybe our hearts will find a way
But only heaven knows
And all I can do is hope
the field with my niggas, can't get in my huddle (bitch)
Reach for my chain, you gon' fall in a puddle (bitch)
Keep a stick by the bed when your ho tryna
Losing somebody you love
Taken away by a God that lives above
It's making you wonder
what is right or wrong
It's making you wonder
if life's but
Well I've never loved another like I love you
You taught this cheating heart to want to stay at home
And now I know that I could never live without
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