Lyrics:
Continue spittin' clever game as I let it bang bang/
Let bang nigga. I make it rain nigga/
Sittin' high. 36's on the range nigga/
I got you in the scope. I
a dive
With your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things
You can't explain
To touch is to heal
To hurt is to steal
If you wanna kiss the sky
a dive
With your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things
You can't explain
To touch is to heal
To hurt is to steal
If you wanna kiss the sky
like a mother fucking socket
Michael scott we get to work like its the mother fucking office
All I do in life to win is learn from all my other losses
[Leatha Face]
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart
Strange times we're living in, panic and hysteria
Poor man learn the rich man don't care for ya
Narcissist mindsets spread like malaria
Sit back
Until the day I die
One day I will make it through The rain
Yeah my heart is filled
With pain
Kept a lot of things in my mind
One day, I'll grow wings
I'll be safe in my soul
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns
My spirit just never learns
be the biggest
Leap that you ever hop
It seems niggas are fly and
The junkies are high
And in my line of work that goes side by side
But when
talkin' 'bout robbin' me, might as well get high and die on a pill
And nigga, I ain't comin' off of shit
You gon' learn you in here with a shark, I'm ride
…But what I realize is. We spend so much time
Raise your hand if you've ever been in a toxic relationship (We all have)
She said we all have. With
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
a Lunar-tick, suspended in time Dunn
The secondary light got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until popular guns
But are you really prepared, for
fuckin' the party up in
You know me, everytime you kiss that ho you blow me
You blow trial trin to walk a mile in my Sauconys
Chamber Music, fuckin'
winds
Drowning in the rain, but always one more breath
A book inked in a tongue, in a hand only she'd know
Widens the Empress' gaze when the messenger
Yeah
Back in the City shit
Outro to the tape
Out here in Byrd crib
Yeah
Look
I feel like I been givin you way more than what I been gettin
Feel like
maid at the crib making sure my shxt tidy
When I'm in her city, she link with me privately
In Miami, Puerto Sagua for dinner
Then I make it rain, Booby
in the orchard, picked it all away
Something arrogant and harmless, I think you were afraid
On the concrete by the shed, after rain
Advisor to your
to the next bitch
Conference call with Netflix, should I go to HBO?
Labels goin' public, get me on that IPO
Got acres up in Joshua, Michael Jordan
One time for the n-ggas that’s huggin’ the block
Two times for the boys thats bubblin’ rock
Three times for the G’s including myself
Four times for
class
Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast
Cause I know how to handle your fake ass
I'm a ride on you and hide you in
class
Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast
Cause I know how to handle your fake ass
I'm a ride on you and hide you in
offended by anything I say, I guess that, that mean that I'm doing my thing
Question
Why is you all in my lane
Yes men
Everytime I say bang
I cannot hear
The antique people are down in the dungeons
Run by machines and afraid of the tax
Their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes
Hauling
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