Lyrics:
wanna crash
Sick since my first love I hope you my last
She be by my side, she not the side piece
Put her in a benz, but I'm the one that she riding
I'm
the wild was all covered by snow,
I forgot the colors that the grass tend to grow.
Oh the trees were all leafless,
And lifeless and black,
And I wondered
My life been full of regret
So I focus my time on love and respect
Work on my goods for traits that I lack
Know that I should I need my life back
I
to my sound
They gettin' it in New York, keep it gutta, they love it
They gettin' it in Boston, cats get wild in the public, shit
They gettin' it in
gutta, they love it
They gettin' it in Boston, cats get wild in the public, shit
They gettin' it in Detroit, thuggin', ballin' and spendin' (Whoaa!)
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
niggas out like cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking bentleys down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel
I'm bigger than
been living wild
Pray for all the guys, back and spine
Make my momma smile, make these people proud
Live and die by all my pride
I can't do relations
my roots deeper
By Your river, help me prosper
From winter into spring
I'll know the providence You bring
Grow my roots deeper
In ev'ry season, draw me
Oh, the summer time is coming
And the trees are blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.
Will you go,
the Underground
And you’ll see what I mean
It’s just another perfect uptown summer night
Down by the river where the wild blackberries grow
Just another perfect
And then we grow
For the days of Auld Lang Syne, my love
For the days of Auld Lang Syne
I wanna drink
I wanna drink a cup of kindness with you
For the sake
claim me,
Only thug in the hood, that was wild enough to tame me,
(Chorus)
Gotta man that I think I'm gon love forever, (ugggg)
And forever, we'll be
they air Cass'
My passion grows
Sorry I gotta crash your goals
You a movie star? Well when they see the way
I cook him tonight
It'll be the last time
on a wild ride, on some wild ass streets
Nash' glitchy ass beat, man, you know I had to murk it
Con got a little glitchy had to write some verses leave them
free
She love how I shine on the street
These diamonds they cost me I never been cheap
People that hate show love to this heat
Carnivore I got no problem
shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound
lassie go
I will build my love a bower by yon pure crystal fountain
And on it I will pile all the flowers of the mountain
I will range throug the wild
This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
love.
But you don't see it
You ain't looking up
Always on the negative
You stay looking down
But look at us now
In this Bentley Coupe by my damn
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
mountain thyme
grows around the blooming heather.
Chorus:
Will you go, lassie, go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All
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