Lyrics:
and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by
says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
[3rd verse]
For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in
spooky stuff.
I like the lights and uptempo tracks.
You're damn right I believe in love.
Because I've been in love and I've been loved right back.
Bang
and know of yourself
It depends on how introspective you are
It depends on how in touch with your inner core you are
What do you really know yourself about
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by
like that movie, can't Get Out
Defund the police, Obama said he don't believe in that
In the country where you can't even jog while bein' black (I'm
of progress
Black people dying by the second this is constant
The nonsense to lack com sense in these times is
Bondage we chasing after things that lack promise
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
a kid
Am I worth it
Yes I am
Then why do you do this to yourself
Why do you let looks blind judgment
I am worth it
But on the surface
I’m always
Planting
fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just
believe that you can't even take care of yourself
You get called into the office at work by your boss
Questioning why youve been taking so much time off
never really gets easy
But hold on! It gets better, kid, you gotta believe me
It's hard to keep breathing in this kind of pressure
That leaves your soul
of my friends so this is how it felt
She wake up in the morning grab her stuff and leave the ends
Steven play it cool
When she get to school she breaks
Man Weezy's a legend (yeah)
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what's in a bezel
And he be on a level that's so terrific
I'm in
our own ting, I don't even pree dem
I was 8-een, I was sliding in dat BM
And now I'm 22 and model's slidin' in my DM
You barely touch the surface while
until I get choked
This for the kids
This for the ones in the slumps
Living not giving a fuck
Life is a dump
I do not fuck with no chumps
Fuck with me
we're ready go
Girl, it's just you and I
And my eyes find it hard to believe
Maybe I've been stuck in this dream for too long
Or you've been here by my
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
And your kids calling me pop, I can't be stopped
Okay, they run in yo' place, four straight to yo' face
These niggas don't play, believe me, shit ain't
A four-year-old was in bed though
He woke up when he heard the Glocks cock
You wouldn't believe what happened ten seconds later
To be continued, dot, dot, dot
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
to freestyle, kid
Meanwhile he flexed a burner on his side
I looked him in the eye, smiled, and walked to my ride
He was actin' kinda hard on the surface
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