Lyrics:
the answer
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?"
I said, what are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife,
now faint for me, nigga
Then you wake up and see guns in your face
And Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas
That pussy got you out of character,
while
Check all the stats it's on file
Used to be headed the wrong way
Till the moment I fell in for your smile
Passion is passive aggressive
How do
the Predator
It's gettin' dissed by the editor
Looked up and hell of white for caper
It's to lynch a nigga on paper
But I'm much too black for the god
it
How dare you talk down like I'm not one of the realest
See you help a nigga beg, now I see you in your feelings
Paid all that shit back, gave you
(say what?)
You went away, now my life is rainy days
I love you so, how much, you'll never know
You took your love away from me
Oh oh oh oh
You took
and coolin’
Move you with music produced by who shhhh
Round my house for half six
Making the pies flip
Five eights from a half ounce
Flow as the time ticks
and white
Now there's nothing more for you take from me
You're gonna just wait and see how cruel the world can be
I know it's love but like wind it will pass
line just pick a side
Running circles baby make up your mind
Searching for something I cannot find
Crossing my heart and hope to die
Gave you your wings
You never were one for resting easy were ya
So much that when they told me how you left us here behind
I didn't even bat an eye to leavin
in front of a store or something
'Cause you'd be taking shortcuts, right
Cops, "Ree, put your hands up, black boy!"
The cops shot the kid
sockets in futile death.
You accuse us of disrespect for the dead,
But it was you who slaughtered out of national pride.
Just how much did you care?
A sickness bound by chains
Like a bird with no wings to fly
We fear the end in sight
As we look for a place to hide
No peace No pride
How did we end up here
as Redbull wings
Back to the game, I'm numb
I've been working really hard
Making enemies by the day
Friends turnin' into foes
Bros turnin' into hoes, for
Need to learn how to correctly shoot'em
Save those rounds for a revolution
Poor whites and blacks bumrushing the system
But I tell you: Ain't no room
Need to learn how to correctly shoot'em
Save those rounds for a revolution
Poor whites and blacks bumrushing the system
But I tell you: Ain't no room
the numbers?
How much did you sell?
What's the radio spins?
How much shampoo can you sell with
Your face on it and shit?"
Remind me again why we in this shit?
teeth
Getting checkpoint valid for me
Homestyle weekend, I let that sink in
I lower you down in the hot tub again
Baby how about I rub your back with my
"Keep swallowing magnets until your farts can erase video tapes."
Will do
So to that guy in my head I just wanna say thanks
For removin' my angst, so I'm
you, heir wings are covered by the ice, you're going out breath will kindle him it will be reward for them for long flight
How much I remember myself - I
(yeah)
Will on the right side do with the wings stamped on the door
It's the street family boss, I land by the shores
Get pampered by whores, eat scampy
stationary throughout their life but I ain't parking
A penny for your thoughts is what the rappers charging
Because he got to pay his bills and cover rent
How much it took to build
Your Malibu mansion
Treat me like a friend, then sell me like a product
Take total control - and you say I'm fucked
Rich man's
if you cross da line, I'll hit you at da borderline
How much do you want?
Written by: Ti-Quan Woodley
Written by: Tyerell Hylton
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