Lyrics:
enough to send her to heaven
Skirting down to 280 Im whippin it deep
Blunt so strong got me goin to sleep
Down in SF where shi gets real we fight the pain
I'm goin' back to New York City
I just can't wait no more for you
I got so lonely, sold what you gave me
'Cept that raincoat, the famous blue
of good friends goin' by
Pour some wine over their fire
Don't let the tears stay in your eyes
He's not gone so very far
I know he's very near
'Cause every
I always tell my old man pops, I'm goin' out gunnin'
Turn our asses into liquids, and we're off and runnin'
Prepare for what's comin' and that's it
the dub only put on more stress
So bless
So i sneeze when i want
Im so policed by the world Aint no use gettin cuffed
The baddest bitch got the biggest
bed
Brush my teeth
Throw up
Get dressed
What you think no shit I'm stressed
Hold up too close better stop right there
Take a few steps back bring ass
wake up
you dont have a phone
she comin on her way
get a
get a
she dont wanna get a soulmate
(promise)
you feelin like youre down
i will get it goin
riding in Bentley trucks when she got sold
Got me some cash moving bricks by the O, That make her pussy wet gimmie a show
Freaky nasty know this bih goin
im quite, alright
We jump in the game with a trampo
And just started rappin' but see
How far we gone (Woo woo)
Cooked up by edrex, he watches my sins
her hair curled
She got that sundress on I like the way it match her nails
She goin out so she just got to wear them shoes from grails
But I can't trust
her now
And with every sip of getting over her
It feels like im moving on a little more
Yeh shes as good as history by closing time
Til im back on that
the city would ever change
Its sad to say but by the way its lookin things wont change
I never thought id have to see your name up on that grave
The nigga
"I'm buildin' up a boat and I'm leavin' forever!"
Don't mind me
Don't mind me
She pulled out a little blade and carved her initials in the bow
And my
drivin I bet he won't crash
Pulled up shot his ass in the dash
You thinkin im pussy your life can get tooken
I creep through the night bitch I aint no
Goin hella hard shit I'm fucked up by bars
Got me blowing big speakers I ended at mars
Hundred shots with that choppa you gon get a robba
Don't think
anything, guess I love when that look up on ya face
Im amazed, I be wanna to say, hey
How you move ya body like a wave...
AINT THE TYPE TO PLAY, games bout
there
Next to the nativity play you got goin' up
The three wise men bringing nonsense, tinsel and dur
You with your book on unknown singers, covered in
niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar
Spittin'
Goin' topless without shame
Droppin' lotsa pills
And several well placed names
But not mine
No you won't be droppin' mine
See I'm gettin' myself
things
On arrival
New horizons
On my search for greater things
Well my spirit's high tonight
And denial's by my side
I raise my glass up high
bleed.
You might cure yourself of this plague.
You might spill your gut's to this blood thirsty crowd.
They might think I'm you.
I'm goin' end up
Lack excuses every track is a Execution
Stay pulling tags off like im tight With the boostas
This aint wat you used To 16 hot like burnt thots
ya love makin
Baby this might sound rude (Yeah)
I'm taken but I want you...
Imma have ya body goin in every direction
Hands scratchin up the sheets
no
You tap out im finishin
Im up and you missin it
In the studio woah
I dont wanna
I dont want you eatin off my plate
Too many wanna see you fail
I
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