Lyrics:
a young man
I helped build this land
Oh I, put down these rails as a
CPR man
Thought I'd live forever
With my heart in my pocket
Oh, my gun by my
Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female, you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking
playin' it by the game
It's kind of strange when people say you've changed
you can't go too far you got to know who you are
Fame and fortune is the game you
replaced all my tears
Time seems to pass me by
The doors are locked I say goodbye
Take us away, save us tonight
Close your eyes
Say goodbye
Save us tonight
the pain
Golden wrist, swish
She my mistress
I’m gon’ miss this
Hit the dispo
Now I’m lifted
Aye let your bitch sit
You double cross me
Like a Christian
a look around
I'll be drinking by your side
We're all committing suicide
In the death of the night
The death of the night...
You know you've got a long
that raw
Fuck with this tip and she ball out, "Lord"
Buss my- in your gyal like crud
Pum pum bruk up, everything mad (mhm)
Yo, yo, I got more than
Christmas became worse as years went by
It was the most dreaded time of year
My parents got me clothes that just weren't cool
When all I want is money to buy
to somewhere I knew I could stay
Watch days go by
While we procrastinate
Feeling okay
Funny how it all turns out
When you start to try
I don't know where
that's as far as daddy got
Just thinking of it killed him
Caesar's wife can have the time of her life
Caesar's wife can live in the world
That caesar's
gon' be outside
What's up with your homegirl, with all that ass?
Went and threw a pimp more when she asked for some cash
Nigga I love thots, deep in
me down!"
"I hope you're happy!"
"Look at her, shes wicked!
Get her!"
"...bring me down!"
"No one mourns the wicked
So we've got to bring
sport, i didn't pout or whine
Took my L's, for every bout of mine
Always rose to my feet by the count of nine
What it was?
Blue hats, orange stars
Hoops,
journied for the truth of her
- abandoned it in tire
Wayfarier, the living got the best of her
and all those little eyes
Those dim eyes, those demised
God, I no dey follow man
For you I might have to consider
Trips to LA taking photographs
If it's signed by me then it's an autograph
Live to die
on the go
You're never making time for me
(You like, never pick up your phone anymore)
And yeah, I know
That college got you up to your knees
(I know
I keep my mob ties high
Yea I know you bitches ashy
I see them crocodile eyes
I'm boutta get this bitch a cabby
She gotta know it's bout time
And I
lives in the poo
Came rollin' like Sadio, so of course I'm looking for my Mane
And T Muni by crook, so you know gotta keep that pressure
No look finish
life
Tryna get this dough
Im still gettin low
So I’m gettin high
Im just barely getting by
Never staying in the lines
Im afraid to live the life I
everything to me
I became what I had to be
She just want some pics tonight
Haha we could make a flick tonight
Show you how I live tonight
I just
this thing blow
It's the family, yeah, we live by the code
If I die, just avenge for my soul
On blood, BSV already know
I might lose my mind tryna keep
and i only brush my hair, riding a fantasy, i've just got to be, ready to be me!
[Chorus]
Because i love me, i'm proud to be me, coz i love me, it's all
I study the veins on my mother's hands, as I did as a kid, but still can't understand, how she still stands. her wrinkled skin tells a tale. was it
the Oklahoma cold
Whole bar rounds, fake IDs, and living life alone
Got a bad crowd to run around with that my mom warned me about
It's hard for her to know
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