Lyrics:
be
Where I fucking be
All my Soulja's where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat
Mice run around the damn sticky trap
Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter
Threw it
so I don't be the next to fall
"They sayin' Tarian been getting money while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home"
"Nah,
the gift of love
Won't let another minute, hour, day go by
Or spend another second, girl, without you by my side (oh, stay with me)
I refuse to spend
on the road
Let’s go, you can always come home
Me, I'm packin' up my car
Even if I can't play guitar I'm a star
I know that I won’t be alone on the road
Let’s
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I have
She looked like
a choice to make
I want to be with the ones
Who have seen someplace better
Tear up the floorboards
Build me my gallows
Tear up the floorboards
to the gallows
Oh tell the hangman I'd like my noose to be fastened
By my own damn self
What is this reason for this ?
What is the point of all my devotion
If I'll
bones
Before I know, we be singing this melody
Stop the car, pull out the guitar
Halfway to New Orleans
Said take me home, home, home, home
Take me home
a choke hold
Innovate, my time, my place
I'm keeping my cut from the liar
To the gallow
Even though I'm full of it
I'll always puff my chest out
You
that Eastside B
Forest Gate is the ends and it’s inside me
Street by street
Let the bars invigorate your flow
When I spit it from the road
They’re
keep messin' up, why does it have to be so damn tuff?
I don't know where I can go to let these ghosts out of my skull.
My grandma past my brother's
pistols and throwing my money around
Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them fell to the ground
Amanda's got silent like night in
pistols and throwing my money around
Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them fell to the ground
Amanda's got silent like night in the desert,
The last thing you see is the look in my eyes and it's haunting
I'm leaving you here to bleed out on the concrete
They could tell pretty quick by the way
found another girl and she might be right for me
Just talked to her four hours ago and then saw her inside of my dreams
Put my face on the pillow where I
made sense till I found my cadence
Trynna score all my life Hans Zimmer in the making
Pake tangan cantik when you're handing me the torch coz it's
okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I
moon appear to be the one in two
Alluded by this hazy view the torrent indefinitely wants to pull me closer
To the gallows hanging over Babylon it's
chick per minute I am so fast Done
When I stick it deep down she say Oh my god
Oh my god
Man I'm bigger now
Let's be frank
Ain't none close right now
Get
from this jail cell
Hypnosis by white pants—desperate to go make plans
Together, forever, wanna sever my neck at the gallows
The lever is pulling, I'm
never sell out, wind up in jail
Be mislead by a devil, mesmerized by a spell
Trapped in my own cell
Get on a train that derails or a ship that sets sail
jail
Be mislead by a devil, mesmerized by a spell
Trapped in my own cell
Get on a train that derails or
A ship that sets sail
To the lonely treacherous
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