Lyrics:
Come be my friend if you feel me
We in the back getting filthy
I'm on a whole nother level you can't reach
I'm on a whole nother level you can't see
If
In ya home puttin' dick all down ya woman
You come home we in
The bedroom countin' money
I bring her home and I fuck
Her on a thousand hundreds
Then I
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
She bring it through every occasion
Don't gotta tell the girl shit
Go out and get it, they do it by nature
If she see one outside
Then she gon'
John Legend's set (yeah)
Me and you could take a time
Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
Hey bae, you got the hourglass type shit
the night shit
That kumbaya shit
Wanna see nirvana, but don't wanna die yet
Wanna feel that na na though, could you come by?
Fuck with me after my shift
back in my mode
back in my element
playing with me
I’m taking his soul
off white kicks
with bad ass bitch
I’m talk my shit
no stopping
aces all alone
From the home- mind grew, body built, to and fro to grown
My dream can, and will come true
If we all look into the future
And see
caught by the roughest goons
Jiraiya legend, Kakashi legend
And I'ma legend, you'll know it soon
You bout to lose, just know it's true
I know I was
and the foes got out close with my spirit
I try and try and try and try but I keep on falling
You know that I can't come come back home because I ain't wanted
Lately all I do is get stoned
Crawling like a stray in the suburban glow
Like a nomad in the streets I reject my home
And I'm avoiding every mirror
bring it back, come rewind
Immune to Ebola and never got the Swine Flu
And when you say it like that
It shows a different side of you
Reminding you
shorty, guess to me I'm pimpin still
Look, I make it swerve, I kept the gold like it's Olympic, dodge Suburbans
Said she love me, I can't love her back
The Empire State of mind
Home of legends like Biggie
Witnessing all the flashy signs got me feeling sadity
Don't be confused by the hype
Cuz my state ain't
girl, testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day you die (yeah), you gon' touch the sky
We back at home, baby
Uh, sky high (yeah)
girl, testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day you die (yeah), you gon' touch the sky
We back at home, baby
Uh, sky high (yeah)
In fiber optic illusion
The flickering eyes
By flourescent lights
Supplicate before machines,
Self-reflecting
The legend of modernity:
The phosphenes
What Happened what happened to the time it felt like only seconds
Back in 1999 i was only seven we was playing with no lines tackle two hand legends
spend their days...
Every town has a haunted house or two
And maybe its resident is you
To occupy a suburban corner
And poison the circle's safe aura
a legend if today they JFK'd me
Ridin' in my '65, listening to Amy
I've been to hell and back and through it all remained the same me
I never gave a fuck,
wake up n das jus how his story end
Come around me don't fuck up in only givin you one chance
3am pop out ta play my shorty t inlove w switch
My
she was My ride or die till i caught her
In the back with my home guy
So I threw her off The balcony to see If she would fly
But her face hit The ground
high
Palmdale-Lancaster
Blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night
The sheriff harasses me
He puts me in the choke hold
So bad I can barely breath
Hard to feel alive when even family ain't relatin
Waitin'
Sitting in my home hopin' somebody come up and tell me 'you next'
It's your time boy rise
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