Lyrics:
know what, I would hate me too
If I had the same MySpace views as you
If I saw Skepta go from sitting on a wall
To sitting in a white V6 coupe
I think
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way
And if I
Uh
Yo
Get a job, stack some green
Just hustle by any means
Legit tho keep it clean
And feel the soul
My angels watching me
My angels talk to me
They
in effect, the days are all peep
Grown by his own, provoked the wrong sheep
When I'm in effect, the day is all raw
Ten little workers, nine were all
lies
Repeat
No lies, no lies, no lies
And a dead man tells no lies
If these walls could talk
They would tell you things you wouldn't believe
These
in the bed and the girl's a beast
I tell you, homeboy, If you get a piece
She only talks about signin' a lease
I met this tender, her name was Lori
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
The best bars in the league!
I should slide him if he talk!
But clauses in that contract
Signin’ if we fought
So presidential race: I’m abidin’
(Biden) by
passing by,
I won't be surprised if it all up and blows.
Time time time (If it all up and blows) time time time time (I wish we could rewind)
Time time
If these walls could talk
They'd say a lot of things
They'd tell you bout the war i fight with demons taking over me
Crying in my sleep cause i was
rappers are tense, ugh
Been getting tens since I was in sixth grade, did six tapes by tenth grade
So I get if you don't really get me, 'cause the little
let it pass you by, yeah
Little brother, a ship can't sail without the water, no
The world could be yours (world is yours) if you want her, (world
It's Little ways of being sweet
Little smiles that makes me tweet
Little favours gladly done
Little smiles that bring the sun
Little talks that help
know her (Uh)
I don't like your tone, girl
Talk a little lower (Nah)
Nigga get shot for smokin' my roll-up
(Boom, boom, huh)
You said you got it now you
thoughts all in my mind right now
We could play a little game and get you tied right down
Send me your location, and I'll be on the way before you put your
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
We could be a little awkward
I could try to be sincere
We could do a little dance if you want to
But I think that would be weird
Really hate
that you love
Tell me you love
Unbreak my
Say that you love
Say that you love
Tell me
In a church,by the face,
He talks about the people going
When crack hit I could never forget
In '92 Mr daly was hit by gun clips
You had to pump if you wanted some kicks
The best product on the block
It was
a little sad
Coz although those days have long since passed us by
They were the best, I think I'll ever have
And if the walls could talk
I wonder if they'd
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall
We raised by wolves in the crack den
We the Chicago Bulls,
a little conceited
Surprise in your thighs telling me that ya need it
Stop by with a little bit a
Waste some time with a little bit a
We could unwind with
from the bedroom, oh (oh, ooh)
I swear if walls could talk, they'd know a little too much
I swear my soul is black and my body numb, I can't even
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