Lyrics:
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you
girls
Are gorgeous
But empty on the inside
I tried
To make it so that
You’d be by my side
Now I’m all alone
Getting burned by moonlight
(Burn,
boards
Harrell Park, you get murked by the slidin' boards (boom)
17th Ward, animals and dinosaurs (17th, yeah)
Tyrannosaurus Rex, test me
It's M.O.B
Cut'n through the traffic I be splitting lanes
Rolling with the club till I go insane
I demand respect with these colors on man
You aint down with us
up
Get down with the get down
Yeah
You bout that life, well, partna, get down with the get down
Get down
These bitches be flexing, tell them get down
just wanna, you just wanna
I don’t need nobody
Nobody needing love
You were only there to stop me
Can’t stop to think enough
I want you to be happy with
be ready for what you dealt with
Cheese I need it spreadable that heater make it melt quick
No I'm not no shooter but got goonies on the kill switch
ain't no top boy less it's green lit by Drizzy
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebody's
We're here
But you won't notice me
I want you to notice me
Im
y'all following
If it ain't about money don't bother me
Can't fuck with police they be targeting
How you gon' use my skin to target me
I ain't with
on too
And there's no one to pull you out you keep on fallin'
And no one can here you callin'
So you end up self destructing
On the corner with
better than you by my side
Yeah then you give me hell for a smell, a high life on my breath
I say, come on, now you knew I'd be right here
I was up
to bend you over for me
I can give yo ass a dub ma
Long as you know the truth that's waiting for you with me
Stop trying to be with somebody
When all I
ignites into flames
You'll be right here by my side.
And as it burns away,
You smile at me and say
That, "Not even death could take me away from you
niggas a good time, by getting drunk in the stud'
Some niggas find happiness, with a blunt and a brew
They talented niggas, but they just need something
by the ton
It’s gonna be a late night
There’s gonna be a bar fight
Good like my girls life
She know how to do it right until
[Chorus]
All my
say
Voting lines should be better managed by Chick-fila
They have lines around the building yet in minutes you can get
A number one with fries
with it
And all that junk in your trunk
Don't be stingy with it
And I'm gonna make it all good like the weekend
You got enough for yourself and for all
Help the lonely, neglected old farts that I know.
Theodore bikel:
It's been swell havin' you with us tonight folks.
Mark volman:
But, don't leave
This one's a little bit of a harder one for me
So just bear with me if you can
Ya know I heard this beat
Which is done by Mister
If you wanna check
and my gang
Top of the world with you by my side
I'm down for the ride
No matter what
I will always be there
Back to our younger days
Some things have
get close to you niggas you might be police
Cross your brother for these hoes stab him in the back with a needle
That's not how you treat your people
goes by and i know someday
I'll be where you are
I'll be where you are
I'll be where you are
Watched you by your bed side
made sure you were feeling
I know you don’t fuck me with me
But trust me I don’t think about it twice
Doin' em Zoes and working to get my money right
Ain’t takin perkies I’m
They only talk to you when it's beneficial they don't fuck with you for real
And with that stick my nigga been official hit that target for the kill
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