Lyrics:
cultivated by what you conclude's right to fuse
with your review of true fact
in the moment and that,
taken aback on track,
change is abstract,
clichés
Wanna hoochie coo
Shake that thing
Baby, love me do
Last night I went down to the railroad tracks
To watch that train roll by
99 cars screaming
love, massage your tight pussy over my shin like a glove *like that*
Throw your head back as I fuck you to this track
Blast izm, fucking you to this
that I'd flash the nine?
And walk off with your shit like it's mine?
I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living
I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael
CHORUS ]
You gotta ask yourself how ill is this
Only my thug niggas feelin this
All in the clubs they be killin this
You love the way we rip a track
The lust in your heart
The crave
More drugs and pain
Pissy drunk
Off of cheap champagne
Coke in nose
And dope in vein
The only time you feel love
It's
Every time I breathe on the track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it?
'Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
Every time I breathe on the track, I asthma attack it
Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it?
'Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
I'm proud of you
I'm proud of who you've become
And I'm even more proud of the man you're becoming
You've made it this far
And I can only imagine how
when you learn to love pain
That murder hit different when you heard that it was NIPSEY!
Use to to take my work and my burner on the jitney
Use to take
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
from the start
Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it
Got lost in Brooklyn, so you had to lose it
Just for fronting you got that ass whipped
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Now I rock, some talk
It don't stop
When that funk shit drops
That make your shit go pop
Now let that beat ride
Consistently hounded by you MC pests
If you really want to learn from me
Don't waste time in burnin' me
'cause ignorance and inexperience does not concern
to get my words right and just relax
Thinking that you're vibin' is it just the track?
Come on make me feel like your only one
Come on make me feel like
my words right and just relax
Thinking that you're vibin' is it just the track?
Come on make me feel like your only one
Come on make me feel like your
rock my world it's spinning
It's the feeling
Lifes a moment but I only need a minute
But I get it
Cuz I only know you lost love
I hope you find a way cuz
I've got a problem, I've got a fuckin problem
But don't bring this shit to me because I'll deny it, it isn't rock bottom
If it is I'm here willingly
ac-tivity
Mics I chop like Florida State
Seminoles wit criminal facts
And milly ac tually I piss
On your promotional wax
It'll be tight but only this
What
Only wanna fuck with you
If you got some sort of clout
Make it hard to tell
Real love from the fake
Cautious with my sword out
In the land of the snakes
the cops
Donuts in the parking lot
Fuck it we gon make it hot
I been going through a lot
I just hope I make it out
I just hope the ones I love can make it
and green
Shut up
Can you drive
Stick
Oh
No, I don't
So we took our friend Schlerb
To the only place that he could learn
How to turn
On the light bulb
day of livin'
The only good thing was that my other problems seemed so distant
Accept for my loneliness at the time, that I kept hidden
I mean it took
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