Lyrics:
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
Independent now, won't double back
I'm reppin' BMG, yeah, I'm the Big Money Getter
Fuck the pop shit, remember Logic as a spitter
Just a kid having fun when
wrote a letter to my home.
It was just the other day
I was drinkin' on my pay
When I met an old friend I used to know.
He said your mother's dead
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
myself alone
I just close my eyes and the memories take me home
And now I am an old man
At the age of 93
I'm on my way to heaven, boys
To see what I
can't do what I do
These MCs can't blew what I blew
Ain't been through what I've been through
Look
I'm a big man, no little child in my crew
Step back
(Shadow clone)
Back home
Yeah, I'm Back home (Back home)
She missed the smell of my cologne (My cologne ayy)
Back home
Yeah, I'm back home (Back home)
Hop
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
a medieval flow, They say I'm a old head, I ain't even old
Yet, takes courage to do this shit, but y'all ain't Getting nowhere, so back to the old
School, I'm
dream who would not accomplish more
Come on home from war. Come on home from war ya'It's that old less is more thing, thing, thing, thing
And deep inside
gave me that check today
Took that shit to the jacks, empower the hittas
I'm Crenshaw at Fatburger, fuckin' with Nipsey
And I bet you I'm rockin' my
Beats by Yamaica Productions, baby
Bitch I'm on
Demon mode
Pull up on me, I know that I see you froze
You could get
Peter rolled
If you touch me my
the songs
And maybe the old songs will bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines will sound new
Maybe she'll lay her head on my shoulder
Maybe old
sleep in the gutter,
Wake up and sneak in home,
To avoid giving eXplanations to
Their daughters.
I feel like my sanity gone,
Now Surely this is not
too much, too late if I'm honest
All this time God knows I'm singing
Ah lahmlahlah
Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my home
I
(to my old school down in delray)
c'mon and take me home
??
(cmon cmon) lets go y'all
there's another festival down town,
take some bottles back up
? I'd Rather Cover Magazine's
Right Now I'm Focused On My Needs
( Peter Pannatt )
Back Then They Used To Laugh ct Me
Now Niggas Wanna Be On My Team
a letter to my home.
It was just the other day
I was bringin' home my pay
When i met an' old friend i used to know
Said, "Your mother is dead an' gone
j cruise wit' the 2's
To fix the damn fools dat think I'm slippin' wit' my juice
Breakin old habits so hard to do
Das why you see me on the same
better at work
I mean, whatever it's worth, I give whatever I'm worth
For my niggas who gon' go to Hell and back for me
I'ma give 'em Heaven on Earth
I'm alone
But that's my indication that I gotta set the tone
I'm stuck in my ways and that's all I ever known
Now I got the swing of things like Peter
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
casting all these stones
If I do them how they treated me, then I'd be wrong
But I'm from the snow, so it's cold, man I'm cold, yeah
Back to my old ways
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
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