Lyrics:
me away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son
Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my
me away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son
Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my
both eyes yet
Last night I drained a bottle woke up fully clothed lying across my bed
But I gotta go to work so I will get up take a shower clear my head
here by my side
Now it's just me and shorty, my ride or die
Honestly, the drugs have been on my mind
But my parents would hate to see me get high, yeah
the cameras, don't make no fool of me (yea)
If no one else got love for sharing, just know you cool wit me (yea)
Come get that shit from me, stick by you I'll
me away
And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son
Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my
warning yuh
Fuck a drive-by I'm parking huh
Walk a nigga down with the big trey pound
Don't walk might hit my target yuh
Tweeks blowin up my line, dope
on a stretcher
All this fake love, while I'm walking by my lonely
FN two 23's if a nigga pull up on me
Say he want smoke, fuck it, get that nigga cancer
Nan's mama
calling you on FaceTime
Known you for a minute yes I'm different still the same guy
I look out the window and see all the time that flew by
I'm not so good
Double up but the knowledge ain't free
Had no idea how pure it could be
Still mapping the exit whenever I show up
Cuz when it gets weird I can leave
But
Competition?
What?
Like ain't a race
If that's the case then
A Hater loves
playin games
Doesn't yuh to have faith
Tries to put fear in the way
Get cleanse by
Akon, show out (show out), show out (show out)
I'm sure that the streets are watching me
Rather not run when the cops are stopping me
Pulled
Akon, show out (show out), show out (show out)
I'm sure that the streets are watching me
Rather not run when the cops are stopping me
Pulled
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
Oh, thank you Lord for throwing some shy
Bones in
bide by you
Be real to you right to the end
Most people don't really get what they fantasize(They don't)
Claiming they real and that they feel internal
you know say
I hit it twice
No ain’t nothing nice
Breaking up her back while I’m counting up the racks
Yeah pockets full of racks
You trynna get
I make a maker, yea I make a maker
Then I make em make out
With no make up on, crazy nika yea straight up
I don't do no favors, only adding flavors
Waiting on mine like I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers crawled out from holes
Now you souped 'cause you slithered up the todem pole
Flipmode Squad
gotta get it
Came a long way but I came
Out the trenches
I stay on the road yeah I'm out
Of the ditches I know they be
Hating on my why they trippin
I
think
Cuffin ab? i can't do the cuffin rn cus a nigga tryna run up a bag
Yung nigga gettin caught in no shit when i'm tryna get rich can't go out sad
I wake up in the morning
And I feel just fine
I get two cups of coffee
And I’m out by 9
I didn’t say this was easy
To go and cross that line
But I’m
on home
Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
Since that cows been gone
Well you gotta treat me right honey
Day by Day
Get out your little prayer book
out
and set me free.
'87 socialism gave way to socialising
so put your hands up in the air
once more the North is rising
[Chorus]
Sing
flooded out, VVS' flooded out
Hit the booty club, nigga, and we flooded out
Take a project bitch, and get her flooded out
You can build a bear, fuck it,
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