Lyrics:
finger tip in her but. She said her man straight pussy cause I be beating him, these niggas sweat like tea but always asking like they tough.
(Hook)
What
his mama he'll be gone for a while
And she cried, still they just put him inside
Now she all on her own because her other son died
Listen
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
a son redundant and drunk
Benaz tried stopping from shoving
Her mum around
So now he beats her like it makes him proud
The fat lips meant she had to quit
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
coming home now, and he's gonna get it
And I kno he'll be lookin for me with a biscuit
Not hard to find, got them teks in handy, and
I'm in his house
Choosing funds over fun
Disappear like the kid on the run
I ain't never gon' be done
Say it again we gon throw up the ones
She know what to do when she want
need cellophane
I'm happy you like to play games
Why did you run away?
We could spend some time together
What he had he'll never know
Your
you calm me down like you used to before?
A cold
A grip that won't loosen its hold on my one soul
Yes I have seen where I was always meant to be
I have
One nigga did the dirt, but the blames on the whole crew
I feel like O.J., and Rodney
A little mayo, but still don't be havin'
No happy days like
I'll always be the soil at your feet
And I guess he'll always be the one who beats me
And I guess we'll have to see who ends in defeat
But your daddy
gone be alright, we gone be more
Always stuck in our ways
Different day but it's all the same shit
Up and down this pinball machine
It's life how it
around with them nothin'-ass bitches then
Go on, got me hot, smokin' like a chimney
We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies
Deep
cold-shootin' some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about
like that
The stock holders wouldn’t like that idea
But ideas are free and you
Can’t be selfish with them
I think that progression of mind with
forward to that August
Before everybody leaves like arpeggi and weird fish
It's Summer '17
To be honest, I'm feeling bored
Pretty natural for couples, never
Love Through Light
Because stars brought us together
The Day
When he touched her
She started to fall down
All she saw around was smoke
Grey,
the
Challenge that they've been placed on
Served up by nature
They forget now and be my friend later
It's too late like Darth Vader
You're not my friend just
cold-shootin' some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about
waiting for me, I'm serious"
"But did he hit you?"
"No"
"Did he threaten you?"
"Kinda. He said "You will always be mine" but, it's the way he said it
Ooh
on the grind and don't catch no case
Bitches, that's what you always be
Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this ain't
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
grimy
Judged by what I look like but I won't let that define me
Shove my insecurities inside me
They be askin me how I do it
The pain I outgrew it
sleepy?
How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me?
Yea, ha ha
(I love it) Does your daddy think you perfect, does he know for certain?
Does he know
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