Lyrics:
already
And he looking for the dope did it mail already
Young nigga fly stay camera ready
And the jeans made by Kam Vercetti
He done fucked that bitch
in my mattress
So I can write a bar saying that I'm sleeping on Andrew Jackson's
They say I'm Irish cause my capital is Dublin
My iris's are blue like
All a nigga know is spin and slide
I done fucked 100 hoes aint find the one
I done fucked 100 hoes aint find the one
If I said I loved you I was
done flowed out for some shade
Problem solver by the day
I got ducking all those raids
I dumped crates down by the bay
I got verses I don't play
Still
Flying through the high
When the low is done
But we hold on
Today's our lucky break
We finally stepped out in the light
With our blues all erased
Nothing
of the medicine developed to soothe creatures
You're pathetic if you're no believer
Cause we all are energetic and eager
Come alive when you walking side by side
just walk away from it all
But I can't and every friendship I got into is a rock in shoes
I could never get rid of, it's just written in every song
Cinderella (Uh huh)
Now all your texts be letters
Not the same man now, grew up for the better
No no goodbyes no more replies
I remember nights you right by
now
Then just do it later
I done made so many plans
But He done wrecked em all
Steady handles
But He comin to deflect the ball
Eyes on me cuz my melanin
the baddest way
So I gotta get you, gotta get you, get you
Uuuhhhh I said, what's up, baby
You know what it is, when you see that blue Mercedes
Outside H-Town,
How long have you been missing love?
I said all creation posing and diving up between them
Now you have to live it up because my head is spinning
I
said he heard the angels singing, "Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was
on a all night flight
Not worrying bout shit, not a god damn thang
All you want is that hit, and to hear that ring
I know it's hard dog, it ain't easy
to me it's a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
One phone call send two cars
And still get searched by security
as if you hurt them so
And I don't care if none of these street cats is gonna fuck with me
I pull a bitch by pulling up
And now I'm tight she stuck with
blue
It never rains so I can't grown food
I no a guy thats gone to the edge
He said it wernt like standing on a ledge
It was more like mans in a dome
He
Insecurities
You heard it hear first
Bitch
This is for the LGBTQ+
And all the muthafuckin allies
Aye aye
To the allies
Aye aye
Alright I'm done
It's a vibe
Oh
[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check
Mic check, 1, 2, 1, 2.
Ol' head said reality is fake an' fake's the new real
Nuttin' but
get twenty rounds in ya hip (ayy)
Shoot first and ask questions later (later)
The answer is it was all about the paper (yeah)
Got everything to gain
got my freedom
When it's all said and done
Land of the free
Home of the brave
I did my best
With what it gave
American Made
Build be last
American
stay there (whoa)
All I do is smoke on Biscotti, I'm feelin' faded (sheesh)
Can't believe these niggas is mad that I done made it (right)
Pull up
Said I had to get up
Man I swear that everyday is a blessing just to get up
Said I had to do this cause I was destined aye woo
I just want blue
these streets
I got a job bitch ima eat
Got to go hard fucking with me
She want her hair done every week, matching nails hands and feet
She keep the M by
Phelps
Doing this shit all my life
I don't know nothing else
I got ADHD, I can't sit down
Imma sell it wholesale
I can't sit on a pound
You said I ain't
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