Lyrics:
it all down while you changed like the weather
And I bet you stayed warm since I can't find my sweater
So sick I been writing this love letter
And it's
thrown in a lava tube
And watch the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all
They says, "if you's white, be all right"
"If you was brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back, get back, get back"
I was in
on a nigga, then go drop a four
I keep this shit slime, don't think I'm a ho
Jump out the whip in all black like a crow
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, stick
it
I just copped a brand new whip
Put a nigga hoe inside it
He act like he with the shits
Pussy boy we know you hiding
Any issue, keep it quiet unless
you know I'm slanging sticks
And its a rat inside that Op and if I catch him that's his ass
Next time I go to the Cro I'm leaving dreads all
Inform us of the interpretation of this
Indeed, we think you are one of the doers of good
He said, If any food is provided to you, I can inform you about
I’m realistic/ You won’t truly understand until you project it/ put yourself in other people’s shoes if you can’t do it/ then thats fucken pathetic/ n
at the top of my lungs
Said all hail Jesus, damn, I thought you was the one
Ain't the first time I was wrong, won't be the last
See I'm talking to a new girl,
your lungs
-Hmmmm -is all I can say
To express the pleasure
I feel as I reach the bottom of you
You take a deep breath
You return time to it's natural
I don’t like to brag
But im getting to the bag
Got a stick in the stash
Ksubi’s on my ass
Got a flag as the tag
Run it up fuck the tab
I don’t gotta
dead sing indian red
This flag boy and your flag boy
Was sitting on the bayou
Thats when I told your flag boy
Im gone' set your flag on fire
You can die
asleep. We're talking in whispers about a tree we saw at a rest stop that looks like a kid we know. And then I'm like, "Can I tell you something?" And all
Because y’all
Been lied to google lied
To you facebook lied to you
Radio lied to you radio
Fuck you! I know it’s a lot
Of real niggas working at
Radio, real
gotta say it twice
All I do is say it once and my niggas on point
And Then you see them black flags, turn into them black masks
Niggas pullin' choppas
question)
No justice, no peace (are you ready)
No justice, no peace
I got so much trouble on my mind, huh
Look at all you little hanging with us
All
Timbuktu
'Cause I'm original, like Black Falasha Jews
Velours by BUFU. Buy Us, Fuck you
Try us, fuck you
You die y'all got gats but him buck too, nigga
the kill
Sure to be defended by those up on Capitol Hill
They can say they care about those who suffer
At the hands of a system they created with one another
a jackhammer once on it, ya can't cop out,
I'm poundin' ya down until your eyeballs pop out,
I'm not your ordinary player,
Because you'll leave in
But Frank Ocean is great too
But you know who the greates of all of us?
Who do ya'll think? Nope
Kid motherfucking Cudi radio, fuck you!
Oh yeah I
nights
I feel like I never even lived to begin
Who am I? I should end it
What do you want from me
I can never make you happy
I'm sorry but it's all I can
won't get set-up, shut up, I'm kinda fed up
You can say uncle and I still won't let up
Cuz Dre is the mothafuckin' doctor
And if me and Ren's
No new friends run up my bands get the product in then we get it off
Work disappear it's magic you can't imagine I ain't win until I lost
I don't
a sack chasin' cock tastin' biznite
You're never gonna amount to anythin' but a biznite
'Cause all I want to do is hit it raw I don't even want to talk
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