Lyrics:
bugging now
Hurt by the shit that you hearing
Boo hoo, haters gon' find a reason to hate
But your bitch still love me, she tryna come fuck me regardless
*Liffy Stokes*
the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4
[Liffy Stokes]
the stress of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4
Ave
(Yeah) 170 New York Ave
Peace to my brother (to my nigga Wack)
Yo, I love you niggas (peace to the gods, Wu-Tang)
My little nephew
Peace to my
Six-foot-six, stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
He
of myself cuz I got four new prospects (Four new prospects)
These bitches stay in the projects (Swear that they love)
I swear that they love me cause they
And now you see me ( and see me) somebody new
I'm not that tender little person still in love with you
Oh so you felt like stopping by and expected me
And now you see me ( and see me) somebody new
I'm not that tender little person still in love with you
Oh so you felt like stopping by and expected me
Six foot six he stood on the ground
He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
love up here on the Line and
Once you get a little then you Need a lot
Once they get a little then they Need a lot
Once we get a little then we need
I pray for my peeps I play for keeps
Before I lay me down to sleep
To gain wisdom
Can only move forward
It cant be much longer Stronger
Though I
alone's the only thing I know
And my thoughts become a little bit too thorough
As my lips get cold
Dead stars passing by
My heart beats wide
Since something
Hold on a little longer
I know it all will be fine
Cause all things work together
For good to those who love God
She was 6 years old without a mom who
time
So love me harder
And stronger
And don't let me go
Cuz this may be our only chance to
For all that we know
Don't you feel the passion
This four
Mama baby boy is a killa
Ain't it funny how them guns get
To pop for the scrilla?
Four bodies at nineteen, man
I love that little nigga
For five grand,
Ave
(Yeah) 170 New York Ave
Peace to my brother (to my nigga Wack)
Yo, I love you niggas (peace to the gods, Wu-Tang)
My little nephew
Peace to my
geh like four g's
By my lonely don't no team
Step outside the party
I can't trust nobody
I geh guap for real
Pockets they obese
Turn into a beast
us
There’ll be days when we’ll feel broken
Fallen
Unloved
But we won’t stay like that
We’ll move on
And heal
And get stronger
Through your 4 3 2 hertz
All of this time
The years roll by, friends come and go, but I can count on you to love me so
Through thick and thin I know you'll be, the one who's
a give you that and make sure you sweat
Just wait a little longer
Our love is always stronger
In the summer
Never believed in love
I was always a runner
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog
Out
grows)
Love grows and grows and grows
Won't you watch your love grow
A little stranger makes your
Love grow stronger
You find your arms have got
A little
a little piece of my love
Try, try, try a little piece of my love
Try, try, try a little piece of my love
Oh, you just can't get enough
You can't get
me I was beautiful that day
Well quite frankly sir
I've been told that my entire life
But hadn't felt it till yesterday
Little by little I found
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