Lyrics:
asking sheer advice, to wise up and to make nice
I always thought she was a bore, but then that's another story
And I feel like I'm back on scratch
you insane you like me
Been in pain like me
Bought $100 dollar bottle of champagne like me
Just to pour that muthafucker down the drain like me
Would
taking the fast route
Get my dick in her spine bet she tap out
Pourin up bottles I leave em deceased
Living my raps and they tryna go reach
I hope you down
Is that the doorbell
Who's at that the doorbell
I don't know if I can wait no more
Wait no more
Sitting by the door girl
Is that the doorbell
Who's
Questions i keep asking the bottle
I ain't no hero I just wear the mask that I conjure
You're dealing with a ghost
We are spitting facts so don't mistake it
I'm from the city where them thugs at
Bottles full of Henney, Goofies asking where the drugs at
Since I was a rugrat
Exposed too early now I'm asking
it
Or less push back another hour or two
By the time I get with you, you gotta go home
Where I won't see you for another week or two
What do I do
When
know what's on mine?
I want a fat sac of budda for the pickin,
A bucket of fried chicken, a bottle of Old E!
Just take another sip of the Odie,
So you
Until I met this girl (met this girl) who turned (turned) the tables around
She caught me by surprise
And I, I never thought I'd be the one breaking
I knew it was a dream, true
Because when I looked down in there
It's only a dream
I knew it was a dream
A dream
I knew it true, a dream
because when
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
Of endlessness
So I'm penning this
As a final goodbye all my friends as
I don't know if I'll be back
Write and stamp another track
Heard yall asking where he
there ain't another hitter that's hot as me
Fuck is you talking about
I'm disrespectful and rude cause I'm staring it down
It ain't my fault that you bad
minutes
Nothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentance
Shots fired, another gone, I feel that man's pain
Daddy sat me down and said: "that came
Started off in the streets
We would take collection from the fiends
People dyin' all around me
So I gave you my testimony
We were down from
a promise to his mama
He would quit, he's full of shit he wasn't honest
Cause he only went a month and started chugging another bottle
She was getting sick
breaks out a bottle of the 90 proof
Nothing better to do just digging his grave
And on it goes
He'll find another round and chase it down
One last time
Off
and those picture frames
I don't wanna be another bottle on the shelf
Don't wanna see you with no one else
Laying your head down on his shoulder
Saying baby
Put a flower in your hair
Put a bottle in the air
They stop and they stare
Cuz this a toast to us
And this a toast to love
And this a toast to trust
Doesn't matter where you go
Who you know
Or what you do
All that matters is I'm here with you
So I'm asking what you on
Cuz I'd rather tag along,
motto
Pop a bottle of Muscato
Tryna beat it up
Nun domestic
Knew it wasn't no question when i
Got a message from her asking am I ready
Say she in town for
me baby
Rock with me baby
Oh slow it down
We popping these bottles
Man we done waist shit
It's bout 6 in the morning
Nigga we wasted
Rock star
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
locked down but you got the key to what?
I got found by me, I needed him
I just got by, I was eating dust
Y'all gon be who I leave it up to
Do me and those
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