Lyrics:
in my left hand
I heard all this news that I could not even believe in
I called your phone twice, it kept on ringing
I never though you would be
Shadows on the wall,
Keep me awake through the night,
Faceless man in his chair,
Writing the diary of my life
By the words written in the air,
Now my daughter getting larger by the minute
Asking questions like
"Where my daddy?" I tell her
Baby, in this life we live
There's a life to give
The cops used to come around in my neighborhood
"Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!"
Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially
design
Terror ties now, but you will understand
This time
In delicate strands and hot hands
I beg my love to understand
In delicate strands and hot hands
Not in a thousand words shall Creation be confined
We are symbolic flesh
Visionaries of the stars
Ripples of the multiverse
Mistranslated by the rest
man hunt
You are a demon you terrify me
(But I want you in my body)
You're someone that I should stay away from
But I'm drawn in by my addiction
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
Greate White, shawdy really should of played in Jaws
I joke, I joke, I kid, I'm Triumph the Dog
Big chill, sit back, girl, gon' recline
Ever heard my old
Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
You're still living through me
Listen!
Look, I lost my father to the bottle
I'd hug him everyday like I might not see
slender hand felt so soft
I have you by my side
Just the two of us all alone dreaming in the night
When I say I love you
I meant it with my heart
When I
In the little town of Candor in the last year of my youth
I learned the final lesson of the levels to the truth
My father was a farmer he'd go
Shawty she give me top with the mofucking top down
Everything I get is by my own, it's on lockdown
You know you can get them racks if you putting work in
whisper in my ear
Your darkest secret, your greatest wish
I want to taste your lips, caress your hair
Feel you breathing softly under my hands
I just can't
only to spite doubters, I see I will not quit, and I will succeed
But it's just standard, this ain't it. Success on my terms
In your mold, I won't fit.
to figure out what I did with my time
With my time In my life
Been trying to get rid of this pain I caused
Chaos and all Im stuck in these walls
Surrounded by
Now I'm dashin' home
Doin' 85
Swervin' lane to lane
Wit fire in my eyes
I got a million thoughts
Goin' through my mind
I'm thinkin' about what
naked and led me by hand
She had her way with me and vice verse
So good told her imma put that ass in a verse
Ha here we are full circle
She asleep now
me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by
the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like monie
And the press say that
My own people disowned me
And the best way back
Is
to put it down put your hands up if your feeling that sound put your blunt up in the air
A yo what we smoking on lush by the pound bottle of petrone bout
nigga's pockets
I'm layin' 'em down
(Gimme that) And I ain't stoppin' 'till
You trapped in the safe
Now my base ain't safe so
We could skip three states
blasting like pins
No more looking back this time
Strangled by your desire
Life is reduced
My mind is jaded
You're my darkest adversary in it's purest form
There's just one thing
I want you to know
When you've been near me
I've felt the love
Stirring in my soul
It's so hard to come by
That feeling
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