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It's fine by me
I'm only 2-3
Maybe in 5 years
You could be the 7 flavors that I bought 4 me
You could be the one
The one to leave me A - LONE
pourin' a bowl of cereal
Fresher than you ever were, richer than a year ago
With three dollars a skittle but it's eight hundred a cheerio
I was arrogant,
knees
Oh, so the guy who sat
Five years upon a steeple
Just where the point was I could never see
Yes, I've met Capone and Hoover
And lots of other fakes
can't breathe", moment of silence
The officer who killed him didn't even get indicted
Emmett Till, fourteen years old
They claim he flirted with
we true and flew in life
Leave us JD and rock a party all night tight nigga
One two three four five six seven
I can rap like hell but make
same old five days on, two days off. Bullshit
The monotony has gotten me in a headspace questioning, now what?
Am I supposed to spend my life educating
an agenda
I was 18 years old and I had five workers all shottin' off then
To the point that I had to jump over the fence
I had money burried under golf
you processing this?
It's gotta be harder for you than it is for me
You got a 13-year-old kid"
But Kevin's on New York time
And it's 6:30 AM, and so
Galatians 3:26
He calls me, His Child
Romans 5:8
He calls me, Greatly Loved
John 8:36
He calls me, Free, Free Indeed
2 Corinthians 5:17
He calls me, Brand New
wave the pistol like hey what's happening! Zero to sixty in three five I'm passing him gapping him
He in the field but he don't do tackling
I'll blow
ham.i spent the rest of the da twistin' up wire for the old fence around the property, by the time i was wrapped is dark n i went in ,Dolores already had
Yeah uh
Yeah
I remember when we could
Be ignorant to urgency
'Cause back then Pokemon cards
Were the currency at 8 years old
The word "old" meant
took my hand, said, "You gotta try."
(Verse 1)
Five years old, feeling all alive,
But then I tripped and took a dive.
Three times my head hit, no one
day at work
A young lad just fourteen years old
He heard a sound from under the ground
And the blood in his body ran cold
A mighty explosion deep in
overpower you and turn into years
So We'd start our lives off old wise and frail
And use the knowledge that we have to lift our heads out the veil
And then
days
TV got real, music went fake
Please help her for God's sake
When I proposed to the Game
I figured life was merry
5 Years later Im feeling like tyler
Coke or 1-2-3
But when I'm in Monique's presence, I would just freeze
The relationship began when I was five startin'
She was in nursery school, I was
smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, don't push me
Hitting on about two to three years in a cell
But I'll be out in one
Wonder if I was brown
Would I get the same amount of
Time for the same amount?
It
Swifta Productions
I'm looking at one million pound houses now and I'm three years into the game
I was living in someone's spare bedroom and it
said can you change your ways
Heroin on the floor
Five racks on my bando door I'm paid
Make that bitch squirt
And I need some goggles to taste
They ain't
it again! One two three four
Strewth five!
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
He overdid it with the pumpkin pie
Everyone's
know the meaning of those 19 years
A slave of the law
[JAVERT]
Five years for what you did
The rest because you tried to run
Yes, 24601.
[VALJEAN]
My
no woman in three years
I had one little two little three little Indian
Be-I-z Markie is what it is
And if it's hard for you to spell, then just say
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