Lyrics:
were mine but
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Years go by, need my space I gotta meditate
Do, re, me, fa so, tired of holding on
Need to let you go, so I roll
really talk to my tree
Look at myself in the mirror "is this who I really am?"
A dummy kid with like 1 2 3 friends
Do you check if I'm good, if I
boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by
One if by land, two if by sea
Three if by time, and that I would believe
The future’s camped out there like a sleeping army
Three if by time, four
end
Go tell a friend
To tell a friend
To tell a friend
Venus and Serena level what I'm on
Houston got a problem and NASA ain't my friend
This just
Never took 2 cents if it aint make centsss
And I don’t make new friends ‘cause of fake friends
Low percent tint on a new Benz type of shade they be
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
One two, three, four five
I said I don't get out too much I said
She said you said I said two times instead
I said oh please please please no
can't go broke it's just back to the basics
Giving people hope tryna end All the racism
Only two or three niggas showed me how to get money
One gone right
you'd pay for my bacon
Get a two storey house where the boy grew up
Pull up on my driveway with these mp3's
I sell art for cheese
I make frienemies
Cause
making amends
One problem, two problems, three pop up and I'm considering an end
To them all, and that ain't fair so I'm sorry to my friends, family,
Gettin his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A fuckin shame, duke's a lame, what's his name?
Darkskin Jermaine, see what I mean?
*chorus* 2X (fades)
a man in Japan and a dude in Tahiti
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends that's pretty (Hey!)
Chicks
your side
Come and meet me at the light
One, two, three, four
Drivin' through the night
Spend a quarter on my ride
Ohhhhh
I'm right by your side
Come
the head with a hundred dollars in quarters
So warn a friend tell em it's on again
If it's a freestyle bust in a park I want in
[Chorus: x2]
I
lose their good sense
I had thought that if I were careful enough, I would somehow be different
I staved it off for two or three weeks, but after that, I
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was two
Grew up two little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda
a man can find Jesus?
Old Levi Jones was dead two weeks
Before I'd even heard that he died
You know, we'd come to be friends of a sort for three
toxic
We're still grimey bitch
Smash into twelve
Ima hit em' again
Crash like three whips
Then I hop in a Benz
Fuck on a bitch
Then I fuck on her friends
shit like I'm standing 10'2"
She said she like it K way, well shit
Bring a friend too
Let's go
I normally wouldn't do this on a regular day
But since
shit like I'm standing 10'2"
She said she like it K way, well shit
Bring a friend too
Let's go
I normally wouldn't do this on a regular day
But since
on again if I could be born again
I live my life through my son
And tell him never have a friend
Just family reincarnated I'll show him the time
That I
on again if I could be born again
I live my life through my son
And tell him never have a friend
Just family reincarnated I'll show him the time
That I
I'd hate to see you miss Engine 69, uh!
Bridge 1
Chorus
Like I said, the party ain't dead, come on and ride that thang, baby!
Bridge 2
Verse 3
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