Lyrics:
to rep Cheatham even though
We said it's all trash
I put rappers in ditches, bitch
Get picked up by dudes in shackles
'Cause you got tossed on Highway 12
like pharaoh high off valium
She wanna see my phone right now she think I'm hiding sum
She wanna play by code right now she must be dying huh
Don't
the folks like that, I'ma imprint their face up on my feet
Don't fuck with me, I'm Xandro by pain
You can call me Sayin' C, new Osme that I'ma have a brand
in
I think you're cappin
You was raised up by mama ain't anything missing
Right now i'm talking bout half of the scene
And i'm just beeing real i'm not
(Tony Hawk ain't got shit on Smokenice)
(Tony Hawk ain't got shit on Smokenice)
Yea Y'all too soft when they enter this shit yea I put an end to ya
the world is ours
Mind your place your in the face of a god
Time erased by the lack of law
Misplaced by what you saw
Up and down back and forth
The turn
listen man
I ain't talkin' fast, you just listenin' slow stupid, ayy
Sosa where the Hawk go, did you trade it in? (No)
Hell no, I spent another 40k
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,
to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers
is loud"
Nigga, we ballin', straight swaggin', lost Hawk, but I'm maintainin'
I've been told that I'm amazing, make sure keep that fire blazin', we
help
I was all alone by myself
I ride by my lonely
And grind by my lonely yea
I shine by my lonely
Cause I rise by my lonely yea
I'm gone die by my
a scissor
Roll by so fast, Big Dipper
I'm in LA more than a Clipper
Balenciaga more than a owner
Bitch, we out here more than a corner
Smoke way more dope
the seventh wonder
Watched a hawk turn to a dove
'till I saw a cold heart
Changed By Love
Now I'm Changed By Love
I have been a disbeliever
A doubting
When these lyrics hit your ear, they interfere with what you hear
Cause Hawk Eye's back attacking queers
These tracks are packed with facts, my dear
killing me
Well you dive then lift away
With the dying day
Falling from my feet
Hello hawk come pick me up
When I saw your shadow
Blurry though it
a ground where fallin'
A dull dumb swipe.
And all's white.
Fire painting on the pines
(Hawk's above the timberline)
Water weeping from the ice
(Water
Down to the piccolo
Down to the piccolo
Down to the piccolo snare
Have you ever seen the sea
(Have you ever seen the sea)
Painted red by
is gone
You either stand or fall, I chose to stand
The hawk outside, so I blow my hand
It's a cold, cold world but I overstand
Tryin' to stay focused
We ride abide, the laws that we live by
Oh my, oh my, starving and trying to get by
But when a man dies, the next man rides
Ready for war with a four
You know I had to get fly, aye
Know I had to get
I pick you up from the same spot
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah nights starting to get windy sitting by
Watch the days go by one by one as I decay
We stay alive riding life on the freeway
Iodine eyes see your cyanide lies
Baptized in a tide
Tie your tie
Niggas be hating all they do is talk
My niggas flyer than some hawks
But they never gon squawk
Shawty be feening just to get cock
So watch me get top by
y'all, let's rock
Ni**as wasn't rocking with me when I needed help (naw)
Now a ni**a shining, I done did it by myself (my damn self)
I done earned my
continue to rule us
So the light of my faith is solely placed into Luna's
There's a gift in my flight, so I tune into the hawk
And my weapons are
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