Lyrics:
you're fucked, you don't know when to stop
But your stop, it awaits the point in time that you step off
You are standing on the edge of all eternity
wrong, guess I'll pack my bag and get long gone
If I drive all night I can get to the ocean by dawn
'Cause Lord, I need easy street
I can't watch one
(Fun to me)
Comedy gold, I don't give a shit and you probably know
Have it on your Bromley-by-Bows
'fore I get dark like only night knows
Linkin
out the ground
Got the plug from Collie Buddz
And then we cop it by the pound yeah
Dispensaries are popping up all over town
No more law to stop me
hella niggas getting guap
Servin' twenty shots standing by the betting shop
Plugs were getting robbed, I'm a rapper now, they're better off
(Mmh,
and Stonelove dem leading by a mile
Dem take the music round the world and dem make the sacrifice
Deh put Jamaica 'pon the top, now everyone a touch the style
your heart without a sound
Ooh, she comes like a thief in the night
And she means to steal you blind
Call off the war, it's getting stronger
Don't
A careless summer and a wild heart
I'm at my best with you by my side
We danced and we lost ourselves
And loved all through the night
Oh that was
You got the invites only late last night
Flowers and wine, hey that's a real good price
Don't rush it honey, 'til that dress feels right
It's
carried on
Our entire lives upon
The open road
Guided on the asphalt by
The traffic lines and burger signs
'Til we're in the motel gone for the night
wrong, guess I'll pack my bag and get long gone
If I drive all night I can get to the ocean by dawn
'Cause Lord, I need easy street
I can't watch one
those are some hard shoes to fill
Especially when the pressure's on and the mic is off
Me and my wife just struggle to pay bills
And keep our son
late night vices (Psh)
Phone tapped by vices
Bullets hit friends heads 'til they physical's lifeless
Can't just right this, can't Suge Knight this,
in your bando
Knick-knack, mash that work like Rambo
Whip that white I feel like Django
Shut down, lock off, now them man dem know
Real bad man,
skills
Movin' pushin' workin' learnin' still
Got to eat cause Reed don't miss a meal
Day and night workin' in my office
And I literally grind till I'm
my face
Say you don't care who goes
To that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla
Sinking in your fight
Too many runaways
Eating up the night
We left the diner and walked into the night
I saw by the 24-hour neon light
The freckles on your arm they were a body of stars in the sky
I kept
Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,
that horizon
Where colors mix with lights
I know I can go anywhere
When you take me by your side
Friday night when the lights get low
We run out
Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,
Seventy-eight's, thirty-three's and forty-five's
Got my back like my boys standing side by side
Big pile of records up to the sky
Seventy-eight's,
what to wear
Those faded cut off jeans are my favorite pair
Don't go messing with your hair
Let it all blow around
Move over in the middle by me
(This coffee break is sponsored by Green Hour Coffee)
Come on
Yeah
Bro you stacked out the STAPLES without doing a song
Was on Channel 5 and 11
When you are fast asleep in the dead of night.
I leave no trace where I stood
This little devil is up to no good
You are not the same again tomorrow
You
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