Lyrics:
momma still proud of me bitch (still proud of me)
Bitch I don't sleep (No)
And when I do sleep I sleep for like 3 weeks
That's the come down from when
What else is a poor boy supposed to do?
I emptied my wallet, my head and my shoes
Lord, I believe I've got the workingman's blues
I walk into the barber
friend thinking that the trouble would wait
But then I jumped right in a week later, returned
I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I
control
My soul, yeah, where'd it go
I just got heartbroken
Had to call my nigga up, yo, can I sleep on the sofa
Next week, get a call from her, can you
bestie
I told you I can't hit that zone, too busy next week
You was like, "Hmm, I'll stay a week, she'll get over that"
Seven days with me, your nigga
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
and ain't no pussy like new pussy that's how a nigga feel
bust three times throw her the peace sign
she sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call
could change her mind, so I kept on at it
A couple weeks went by, and she getting badder
How much your FaceTime cost? Man, it doesn’t matter
And what you
and G, growed up off Bun and C
Got me a Chevy swapped feet twice the same week
Shawty say she want me, shawty know I run things
We used to wear the mask
jumped right in a week later and returned
I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I gave her my time for two or three nights
Then I put it
Uh, She say
Spent my life on a dream
Made it back in one week
We done been through hell and back
Made it back in one piece
I really got it out
Okay, it's 11pm, I hope they play this song when I am deceased
She ate the meat off my limbs, down by the count now, 1, 2, 3
Read her like a book but
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
stay true always
Never blue cause I'm countin' up blues
Come to mind and they come out the blue ok
I get cold and I hurt em' like flu ok
Fuckin' on 2 mo'
and run
But you'll always need me
I am Green
No
A week pass by
Graduated from an innocent life
To now I'm risking it ery night
All for the woman who
friend thinking that the trouble would wait
But then I jumped right in a week later, returned
I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I
the wood, this bitch...
I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney
Three-five of blue Gushers, know that shit be killin' me
I can hit the button
leavin', but she don't go
(Study war no more)
Out of the blue, just passin' through
A young flight sergeant
On two weeks leave (lay down your arms)
called her on the phone
But she don’t pick up, she don’t listen
Called up Santa
He’s got an agenda
Midnight, 25th of the December
Not October, never in
congratulate us
Rucker, three-peat champ, see us Lakers (whattup Reem?)
Homey please don't hate us
She said that she was single, yo leave or make up, damn
me)
I can tell by the way she kiss my face
(She liked to)
Take me shoppin' all over the place
(She love me)
As soon as we done, girl, I'm takin' you
attempt over and over that week to catch me in acts of Verbal plagiarism or
Insult me, only to always be bested by my quick and always razor Honed
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