Lyrics:
you more
Five, six, seven, eight, nine
Ten, eleven, twelve, all day and night
One, two, let me love you
Three, four, love you more
Five, six,
classic charm but I ain't got it either,
Accustomed to a certain way of livin',
Only know 2 ways of gettin', either rap or un-wrap,
If you ain't get
streaks of light and magnetic hues
An electric spectrum plain in view and now
I just can't help myself thinking
Why are we blind to all this color
Bang
Another nigga being murdered by his own kind
It's a sign that my own brother tryna take mine
Hate on me nigga yeah you hate yourself take from
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin' out hoes like Superfly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo'
a better world that we livin' in
[Hook: x 2]
[Asheru]
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
Nowadays you can't live that way
all, the colors of a dream
Tell me we'll make it
One day, no place we couldn't reach
Let's give it up for Finn
We are, faster than light, no time
Tie on a bandana, then we lay him out
Fighting over two colors in the crayon box
It's no love
It's no love
Forty ounces in my cup, I'm poured up
somehow spinnin' around
Wheel me down the hallway, arms strapped down
With sedatives.
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hangin' all out the neck from the IV
Sedatives for
Souls Of Mischief Rob threw me
But kept the Cube and Ren, Rob blew me
But Eventually, I dubbed the tapes
Music 2 Drive by kept me bumping Eiht
Cypress
they all white
The Nativity of the Christ
He left but with Him you right, yeah
Ask the Lord for direction
The best way forward is repentance
No Olajuwon,
my niggas a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've
And if you in tha way well shit you be there long (huh)
We head strong, so fuck it nigga let'z get it on
[Chorus: 2x]
All my real street niggaz throw
turn to potpourri
Way spirit cloaking me
What more these niggas want from me
Down by two, I want the three
I'll make it that's an oath for me
Black
more ill
The records get large, and now they're stars
Drive fat cars and lead an entourage
Now all that's cool, but what about the kids around the way
flip
Got the antique step, fishbowl lamp
415 Beatin wit the 2 stolen amps
Either way wit the butterfly, doors on suicide, 5 percent tint keep dem hoes
this club trying to drink away my problems
Like shots of patron, nah give me the Cuervo
They got it two for one so I'm a drink it by the barrel
Shorty
dogs
S-Y I stay winning
Hussle told y’all Issa marathon
Why yall sprinting?
People asking me what I do for a living?
Making my mind work in ways that
sociopath!"
Heaven was just a few miles away
Pulled me back, allowed them to stay
One way highway
Drive by sideways
Lights in the rearview
But I got a clear
need me and (yeah)
Right now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me (what)
And I just got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin' my thing
Right now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me (what)
And I just got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin my thing
It's the hoodrat
so many ways down and below
20-10 thousand leagues under the sea
Motherfuckers never know it was me
Oh, that nigga' flew so many flows
It's like so
laugh if we get caught in rain
You's with me before the fame
You said it doesn't matter
Your heart belongs to me
Big bands or pocket change
Time flew by
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