Lyrics:
of your team
Smoking cigarettes to look cooler
I only stop by to look through ya
And I'm only getting greedier
And I'm still Mr. Youmedia
And I still
will like me when I'm angry
I got plenty of home trainin' and manners
Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty
Bring me reefer when I want to get high
Lord
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
the garden
Imma still go ball the family like melo did in Charlotte
I told Clark we hit the studio we always spin
I'm just going certified like ovo u know we
don’t, I don’t want no, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna, vote for your inauguration
Cause I don’t need your, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna
Limbaugh
all over the map
Just to make my momma smile
Fell in love for real a couple of times
Man that shit was wild
Still got homies by my side
We ride or die
impressed by the way I'm living
There ain't gonna be a dollar missing
Cooking up like we in the kitchen
I ain't gonna take an intermission
Living how I'm
She's lovely and she's charming and her beauty is disarming
She takes me very breath away I'm smitten I profess
Every Mother's son will soon have
to die
Like the shoe you leave behind the door
Like your dusty sweater in the summer
I'm falling on you like rain
But you are still so thirsty
Like
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Hoping Clark's in Kent so he can fly away and save me
Took a pin out my speech could give a fuck about the safety
Now I live by two words fuck you pay me
cliff she had no emotional depth
I shattered when I landed prudence gotta me by thesis
Cause it's three years later and I'm still picking up the pieces
back,
melted like beeswax,
and lit up by the candles that we made.
Or are we lit up all the time
in other ways.
I’m thirsty and I’m tired,
and it’s never
the family
At times dysfunctional, I still learned from his humanity
And I'm gonna fumble I know that I will, I already did
Pops was no where near perfect he
forget yahh
Wen I'm gone I'm still wit yahh
I love comin by you're house n seein all ma posta pictures
Dey make me feel so special wen da world all on my
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
never listen,
Hard worker but I bet you still don't touch the kitchen,
So I'm only wishing you and ya family the best,
If I know you like I think, I know
Switching lanes I'm swerving in and out they never gon' feel my pain
My nemesis was that regular shit no pussy shit in my veins
Still mapping a way this
like I’m snuffin Maidana Money May
Fair Weather fans Heather B put the gun away
How sway?
Take a few steps back
You ain't got the answers man
You ain't
nobody seein em
M.o.p. and em, heather b and em
Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in the street with niggas
I'm still a corner store hero eatin nigga
Take a Piece
by Justin Mise
Written by Justin Mise, Heather Holley, and Stefan Bredereck
Hands on my body, rippin me apart
every single vessel
rushes by, I still sing
Wishing you were here, winter pass by
In seal skin, no heather, on the edge of the sea
Weave in, in any weather, be here with me
Humble beginnings still I give a fuck how you're feeling
Just don't judge the life that I'm living
I got a new thing for winning
So fuck coming
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