Lyrics:
The patriarchies feelings
They’re about have dealings
With uncivility
And humility
Next up is uncle clove
Clove: but you can call
Me mr kitty
If you drink
Between talking to God and talking to brauds
I'm casting rods somewhat more than a fisher do
It's the fisher man, fisher man, here for the social distancing
i don't get why you hating
They sayin how i believe in a God i cant even see man they calling me crazy
See you don't understand we walkin by faith not
Martin, Me, Juddy, Sean, Eddie all around (Oh My God!)
Yeah we the ones creating all the sound
Started on the ground but we on our way up now
On our way
fucks children
With his brother Tito and Liza
Minelli in a building a-B-C easy like 1-2-3
Plastic surgery, what has it done to me?
Like dead-alive, your
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
Yeah, is the tune on? oh, it's on basically
I got Streets in the booth with me
Dedication trois
Now let me talk my shit
Fresh up out the water like
Hello
This is about me and what I am
I didn't wanna make it a big deal
But I did wanna make a song, I'll admit
Uh, I just wanna, just see who can
Is it me or is it something about a car
That makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars?
Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in
please forgive me for the mistakes I've made
And thanks for keeping my momma safe when she wrecked my Escalade
See I could replace a Cadillac but I can't
that's the squad
Niggas stay hoppin around hopscotch
Couldn't be me or my bros that's the squad
Look how I skrr off Formula One
Look how we skrr off uhhuh
I aint never had nobody telling me that id be great
But you knowing how im feeling just by lookin at my face
Yeah you know that something wrong
a lot of pressure
How would you handle it?
Mase, what would you do?
[mase]
Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas right
a fan of me, why? Why? Why? Why?
I am about to fall into this puddle I can never crawl up
I've already been to Hollywood and met Eddie Murphy he said
Remember they counted me out?
Swear to god that I got a vendetta
I wish Eddie was here by my side
Ten toes man he would not let up
I remember them times that
Parents don't be too kind to your kids,
Or how else will they grow up to be
Louche Parisian sinners or Nashville country singers,
Singing about
like an eddie brock lesnar I am treacherous
The next big thing what you know how you guessing this?
My last boo thing said: me duele estomago
Finally
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
problems
Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
[Snoop]
Here's a little something about a nigga like me
I
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Shady, maybe he's right Grady
But think about the baby before
You get all crazy
Okay, thought about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat
Get
shit what you know about
Hustle pendant looking crazy nowadays im
Stepping outta puddles every time she round
She eat me up damn that's my favorite custo
Do you see me boy how I see my boy
I see a dream and a making of a king uh
You see trees or you only see seeds
I see me getting it by any means yeah
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