Lyrics:
bring the impossible
Bobbin', weavin' through obstacles
Supposed to spit in 16
And I don't really wanna go
Wonder if Griff get mad
If I just keep spittin'
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
keep up your image
And if it goes down
Go out
Like Brian Nichols
I'm tagging this Nigga bitch
Once I'm done I'll send her back
Well she gone get her hair
my eyes aint cold
Lifeless body
Aint go no soul
I'll never grow old
That's the way it goes
Where the bright lights they talk about
Instead I just get
song and ask me to act strong
But stress is buildin up Imma blow
It's time for you Joe to go solo
(Malique)
Yo sorry bro I'm back and guess what ?
Well
hangin' with new ones
I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for
He dropped you home at you spot
All sleep till sun come up
You get a call from yo mom
Lil Tommy didn't know what to do
He wanna go run
But I saw you
that joe-shmo, to hop-off; pogo
Ho's tell me I'm a pro
But I knoe doe
Bro's wanna hear a flow
Cause they knoe doe
Oh, kid talkin' shit on the low-low?
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
and Gentleman
Gentle-Ladies and Lady-Men
I did not come here alone
I have the honor of being joined by our president and founder, Nibo
Nibo, how are you doing
limitations, just pretend
Just cuz I’m different no need to condemn, broken things go ahead and mend
Ask “how I can be a better friend?”
Don’t forget to say amen
out Kodak, shout out Wayne
Let's fucking go Brandon, Joe you're pathetic
I turn on my TV and this is what I see
Hunter is sniffing the coke and he right
For my thugs for my thugs
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe still down by law
Who's
to worry about my possi cus we hell of paid
Come see how we pop champagne when we celebrate
You stay's on the ground floor, low!
Chale me I dey elevate,
2015 Jan Buckingham & Nick Nichols BMI/SESAC 4/17/15 DOB
Duckhouse Music Publishing/Nicholsworth LLC Music Publishing
ALL I WANNA BE IS ME
you wanna have fun, come along with me
Hey, good lookin'. What ya got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
I'm free and ready, so
bumpin' "Druggies Wit Hoes Again" with my bros again
No, I want the world chico and everything in it
Every beverage with Codeine in it
How the fuck you say
Didn't wanna talk about pain but this pain hurt so deeply
If I gotta go then Lord take me when I'm sleeping
Feel like I'm addicted I don't wanna stop
keep the lies to a minimal, just read your interview
I cant help but ask "What?s gotten into dude?"
Media training, but he don?t know how that go
It
that
But think how we think about it
I sit on the stand
Creepy Uncle Joe
And I get hot, I got a lot of, I got hairy legs that turn
Creepy Uncle Joe
'm floatin' off that loud, I feel like Tinker Bell (bitch, I'm high as hell)
Now she don't wanna leave here (she don't wanna leave)
Girl, you gotta go home,
Chris laughed at me, like I ain't supposed to remember
Wish Wig was still living, wish Shrimp was still living
Wish Joe was still living
Look at Chris how
and picking pedals off of daisies
I realized life is all about perception
You on the outside, looking in, of my so called blessing
But I aint gonna front, can't
ever run into any members of the tree dog night?
Joe shermy once i...
Oh! they are my favorite band!
They're so professional, I mean...
So creative...
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