Lyrics:
you
Now you’re no longer here and I’m scared that I’ll forget you
Damn I really miss you. Yea I really miss you
Things haven’t really been the same
Scripture made me listen but I'm different kind of gifted and I'm lifted
I'm seeing through the smoke while you're shifting
I'm cooking every day
empty
Feelin' like the whole world's against me
Tell me if you're ready to up this bitch for me, baby
Tell me if you're ready to buss this bitch for
overdosing
I can't tell if you still feel the same
We're not the way we once were
Tell me is this over
I gotta know
Cause you're the best damn thing that
rock the same thing
Don't even got the same clique
Geared up got new shifts
You're still on old shit
Oh shit
The Meek's Tape is out
Go get it
Maestro
Minorities couldn't vote
Now I'm astonished by the crowd
So many think somehow
All the issues of the past
Are still the same right now
No, no, no, no way
big doesn't sleep unless he oughta
Now he's grown up
He's grown up
Can't forget it every day not even once
He's still young
Still young
And you can tell
pot
So high, forgot my words, to be continued
Dot dot dot (Um)
I think I can't think
Forgot my thought thought thoughts
Smoke it by the field, fuck it
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Well you can joke all you want, but you still have to admit
You haven't smiled the same way ever since the day that you left
It's Summer 2018
Had to stay
at the start
I was used but I don’t mind you did me wrong
Cause I still have the same dream even though you’re gone
No one could see that what we had was all
When my cousin died, that's when shit got deeper
In the game you're the student
I'm the teacher
Do it by myself, I never needed no feature
I was young
Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer heart
That only a few people knew, ta start
It all took place when our concert tour was booked
And blame it all on the struggle,
But it’s the same because we all had to hustle.
People gone, still trying to love you,
Though you’re full of the bullshit,
I can tell by the way your face lights up
When I’m talking to ya
Your infectious smile
Can fix any problem
And I love when you’re around baby
Beotch!
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false
Say that you got it all
Love
Beotch!
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false
Say that you got it all
Love
your eyes and
If I come by and put my finger in your butt
You're the one
Tom: I think that Satan has
A couple of comments tom
Satan: Well kids, it's
the morning process
And rebuilding, you're still a work in progress
Today's a whole new chapter, it's like an enormous a-, uh
Thunderstorm has passed ya
You
the morning process
And rebuilding, you're still a work in progress
Today's a whole new chapter, it's like an enormous ass, uh
Thunderstorm has passed ya
alone
You're God alone
You're God alone
You're God alone
No one can compare
From age to age
We've searched until the ends
And you're still God alone
In the dark days
I'll part ways with the blame
Trying to maintain
But it's still all the same
It's all a game
Hear my name in the rain
feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're screamin'
Maybe I'm dreamin'
This ain't Christopher Williams
Still some MC's gotta feel one
Caps I gotta peel some
can't die?
One bullet in each lung, breath then then
You see you're sounding wheezy
And I heard your CD
You and your mandem are talking greazy
I just tell
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