Lyrics:
just started rapping
Capalot to running blocks
Don't mess with none of these Niggas They be ops
I write my lines I stay with chalk
So call me Simpson
to say
Just the sight of you
Keeps stealing my breath away
All of me wants every single piece of you by my side
This is just the beginning of our ride
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm
I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
With a rabid wolverine in my underwear
When suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
Popped
him by himself, "What's up Tony?"
"Hey yo, where's the bitches at nigga?"
Where's the bitches?
Yeah, give me my space
Lord ain't enough time to chase
Past the morning, past the night
Just running faster, out of sight
Soon I was flying by the light of
The second star to the right
No more worrying about
tonight
I don't need no one by my side
These drugs will get me right
Coloring in my black and white
Conceal my broken soul
Trying so hard to stay in control
your line
Call my name
I'm heading up like it's roll call
You done teach me things
Ridding me of my flaws
A pirate can only
Do so much with gold
He need
on the nose
Just take my bag I pleaded with him as he rained down the blows
I felt like I’d been hit by Mike Tyson
I was sucking up the dust like a Dyson
listen to Nas
Lost our imagination it's a shame we gave away
The spark that lights the fire that we need to pave the way
Blinded by the vanity we crave
give a fuck about your boyfriend,
I just want, you, here with me,
Pull the covers over,
And we’ll get undressed,
We can let our imaginations do
And cross-country running to kill evil thoughts
I'm surprised that I survived
I ran ten thousand miles with my back to the wall
I can remember the first girl
away, look away, blinded by these haters, put on my shades
Fade away, fade away, like I'm Kawahi winning games
Shoot away, shoot away, hit em with
some of those cookoos are just like me
The inmates are running the asylum they're out on the streets
And now we can't find them, even though we try
lonely even though
I stay with homies
But, damn, I can't wait to get out California
Floating by my lonely with some
Money just to hold me
I don't trust
from me
Get away, get away
Stay away from me
Listen
I know you didn't mean anything bad
By any of that
It's just fucking hard sometimes
And I think I
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
You do what you can and i'll be doing my thing
I put that dick up in her belly got her running away
I fuck
puttin' Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin' with whom?
Allow me to retort
You cowards is just now learnin' the shit that we talk
You niggas ain't
Getting to the money like I'm Peter Pan
Shawty Lo, I'm the man
Big stacks talking rubber bands
Got to get it in my empty hands
Getting to the money
that boy bon appetit
Lil nigga i'm hungry i'm ready to eat
Slide on yo block ain't no oil on my feet
Mask at yo door with a bag trick or treat
I just
and just turns over
And life drifts slowly by in the provinces
Wedding rings come with strings but love depends on the little things
Oh could that still
pedestrians in a spaceship
While they screamin' at me, "Let's just be friends"
Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does more
or distraction from my aforementioned horror?
Tore up the ground as I ran away
From a church-camp sermon in my red Air J's
The color in my face went white like
battle with demons since birth got no trophy
Now i know is imagination Delusion Illusion not real cos if it was show me the demons
I swear i be the head
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