Lyrics:
Same nigga take a shot to the head man
Red man
Duck tuck hog tie em on that caravan
Get his low ain't prepared for this arrogance
Yea yea
Bro died I was
wanted to be
Or was that a cry for help
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
Verbal grenades
You throw in vain
I can't believe you'd stoop so low
wanted to be
Or was that a cry for help
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
Verbal grenades
You throw in vain
I can't believe you'd stoop so low
get up on the roof
You don't have to be so low always
You don't have to be on loop
Come get up on the roof one time
Come get up on the roof
You don't
and have them cryin' all on purpose
Lackin' at that, they left his blood on the surface, uh-huh
Young turn, n***a, front of trenches, they be rappin
I wanted
started getting harassed by some thugs that were deeply disturbed
They wanted to rob the boy for his pair of converse
I know it sounds absurd
But the truth
slow
That's when I notice some nigga standin' by the door
The little nigga said, "Don't kill my mother"
So I bashed his head in with my Louisville
you mess with they won't love ya
Find whomever you want day by day
But no one is gonna stay there like I wanted to stayed
You're just pure LIES, TRASH
defence, they helped me get better
Cause I finally got the guts to write this letter
Mom, I wanted to be heard by the people who denied me
Now I'm being
case wanted my respect in the worst way
couldn't tell me shit when I was hungry and thirs-ty
have a nigga way out his religion ya heard me
I guess
moonshine no party time get your down way down low
Get your head down way down low.
Get your head down way down low
He said heed the shaman, speak his rhymes
when I trapped on the corner
Got pulled over by 12, exciting, striking, freighting games
All I thought was he wanted me dead cuz he's part that gang
That
a nigga from the northside
Oh my thought I was a nigga who had no life
Louisiana rub sugar salt fries
All I ever really wanted was a cold sprite
559 it’s
When I was a young boy in brooklyn
Going to public school
During recess in the concrete playground
They lined us up by twos
In alphabetical order,
to send my inhibitions thru the floor
Intuition getting drawn like Kadir was by the wall
And all, I wanted was a shade
A hue of a sort I could sort
through my veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
Powerful from life
I wanted
Celebrate the wins
Losses we gon see them again
Wrestled with my sin
Low key looking back got me shaking my fist
Celebrate the wins
Losses we gon see
Migos
Ay, ay, ay, nigga
Look at this nigga right here, man
Roll the window down, roll the window down
Bap-bap-bap, yeah
I made sure I hit his
you, look through to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps
the trials and tribulations, now I'm smilin' (21)
Say he wanted smoke, we at the table doin' the plottin'
We gon' slide, wet your shit up, make it home 'fore
I'm so done
There wasn't a night that went by and you didn't fight
I was powerless and I can't lie
There was so many times that I just wanted to die
done
Love my soul when I want to let go
Lift me high through all of my lows
Do what I do for Simon and Castro
I won't turn my back on God if the cash
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
life
Some of them been here hundreds of years just to be precise
You knew this house was haunted but still wanted it
I commend you for it, your wife
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