Lyrics:
the crown
Wild hundreds south side
Yeah that's how we get down!
I kept my soul like a real brother
Holding it down
And I speak on what I know brothers holding
can't stay too long
This last year's been the worst of my life
And leaving you was my biggest mistake
Kyle hurts me, Shiro he hits me
I'm scared Kyla
on
That turned my heart too cold
Too busy tryna get rich give a fuck about what you on
Tryna make ends meet
Ain’t wit me against me
I was broke looking out
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich
that he who has been successful
Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother
I feel that's my role, that's my job
I know when I was a kid
You
simons that be on my belt
Baby girl your so classy (Yea)
I came up I was so ashy (Yea)
200 Hunnit on the dashy (Yea)
I just hope I don't crash it (Yea)
you know that he's married to your aunt Pam
My brothers and my sisters don't seem to give a damn
Doctor Seuss prescribing you green eggs and ham
Why
not by myself anymore, because
The man I was before, he was a tyrant
He was a slave he was in chains
He was broken and then he sang:
Oh please, don't
by God, Bible or Quran
My idols aren't gold, they've told me all along
Turn tables like your Cruyff, rejoice like Johan
James is feeling Bond, Maldives
wasn't me, it was him, it wasn't me
And my little brother said, it wasn't me, it was him
My daddy had a real quick way of solving a problem real quick
He
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
game bananas
My man Santana
Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers
They trying to say he (down, down)
I hear niggas saying he (down, but
got my brothers in arms
I got my brothers in arms arms arms arms
Come as we are
We brothers in arms
Blessed by the best so the luck was a charm
Rest
right?..
Got by this by the spirit..better get your fact right..
I'm moving faster brother....but I got hold on tight..
I'm talking about him..gat me feeling
Now why this man's soul was bleeding
The angel had to understand
So invisible, he stood by him
And then gently touched his hand
Which
an I ain't done climbing
Niggas do what I say like I am Simon
They killed my brother, he from another, that's why I can not kill niggas with kindness
heart of men after all
But then I met this brother Simon
Who introduced me to someone called Jeez (Jesus)
Jesus told me that He loves me
And saw me during
tryna figure out who could be a figure
My brothers never spoke to each other when I was growing up
I remember tryna to build a bridge, I wasn't old
to sleep cus I don't wanna pass
I cross my fingers every night and wish he'd call me back
I hope my brothers watch down, before I wash these drugs down
a bowling pin
She sat in the kitchen with a bottle of gin
Who does he think that he's kidding in ridding
The woman by which he was bitten
You're getting
pics, wishing we can go back to them times
Life was like a movie we was outside every night
We grew up together he gon stick right by my side
I would
the wonder, and I was stunned by his lips
Taking sips of an Amaretto sour with a twist
Shook my hips to the bass line, this joker grabbed my waistline
Putting
face no case
No you can't indict me
I was in the city
Raf Simons and Bombay
She so bomb and she my bae
So I call her bomb bae
And she got the swag
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