Lyrics:
(Just saying what you know about me?)
(New kid on a new found street)
(New dreams tryna get this shit seen mislead my peeps spreading peace gently)
Everything ain't all about you or me
They say that we really are
Vanity your sexyness ain't all about vanity
I just need some way better energy
Everything
as long as I've been givin' my love to you
You should be givin' me your love, too
But you just keep on actin' just like a fool
You know it ain't cool
saw the light
When they buried me
Just make sure I'm fly
Just make sure I'm fly
Boy I'm living outta line
I've been running out of time
I've been
package come get it if you want it
Young nigga Did it by his self i don't got a big homie
Just achieving my goals i been progressing by my lonely
Don't give
of fake friends
I lost some real ones too
Still moving by myself no one no group
No gun, no vest, no need, won't shoot
Just use my hands, all honor I prove
not that deep
It's just honestly. and honestly?
I've been off this week, everything feels distant
Like i'm watching through a telescope
I try to pick
nights
It was love at first sight
She got me weak and envisioned
I just want to feel her in my arms again
Didn't you know about me then
I love the way you
whip
I'm to legit, I walk the streets, all by myself without a glick
Nigga
You'll never catch me 'cause, I keep one like my dick
You'll never catch me
got to end this minute
I had a fucking dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
got to end this minute
I had a f***ing dream and yo now I'm in it
I've been at many junction but I know about the function
If someone brings you down
while running from nightmares
Face to face with my demons and they don't fight fair
I've got God on my side, helps me fight my fears
Vulnerabilities my
streets is, he tryna remain on it
Even though the cops lurkin', got to keep them things on 'em
Layin' low at Kee crib, only when they changed on him
goes
You said it right man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger but that
(You know right now I've got trouble in mind)
She's a special girl who wants to treat me right
I can tell by the way that she walks
A woman
when your homie barely blink
He just done powder only at seventeen
You know the common statistic
Inspired by hoop dreams
Now hire about street schemes
and work instead
It's half past three
Oh not again
What can I say
Time got away
I'm hangin on just by a thread
I manage
Manage to figure it out
Manage to go
to nothing except my love
Every day that I have to live
My everything's all I've got to give
Well, old man Pete lives down the street
With his wife
middle school
For everything while I read up
I wonder what my hometown would
Be without a leader
Shit, most of them ain't got
Change for the meter
Tell
man?
I said hey what's up, man
Aw, he must didn't hear me I know
Nah, nah I'm just sayin'
Man I got my, my album, man
I really would appreciate
That if
thoughts
Before I grow extinct
My back-bone disowned by zone
Why roam? called home
But now on I'm all alone
Just Proof, no shine, no friends, just fans
them, will they just keep on coming
Now the music is blasting, I ain't worried about nothin'
There's no discussion to this shit, yeah, I obviously get it
porch
Then I waited like 7 hours
Just pacing back and forth on your street
If we could meet I could explain
All my deep-rooted pain that you
Erase out
gathered, but luckily I've got a lot of it
Tryna embody an image of God as instructed
Connotations as I study the prophecies
It's not a hobby, my soul want
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