Lyrics:
Everybody just rock and dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat
And the food just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy,
live in brooklyn
Well keith, cee know, my fist in butters fro
We live in brooklyn
The fly clothes, cash flow, and crazy hells to spark
It's crowded
sense-sense of all this shit around me
I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean
And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going
All you girls i mean, my girl
And you can come spend the night at my house
Girl
You can drink all you want at my house, girl
You can smoke all you
someone to call your own
This is a mean old world to try and live in all by yourself
I wish I had someone, someone who'd love me true
I wish I had someone,
someone to call your own
This is a mean old world to try and live in all by yourself
I wish I had someone, someone who'd love me true
I wish I had someone,
bitches call me Colgate
Walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call me cold case
Wait I fuck
too crowded town
I am doomed to be the unknown
How can I be so alone?
I've been standing here for hours
Right on the top of this house
A lot of people
face no more
And why I can't seem to live without her
And if I pray could He send her back to me one day
Cause Heaven too crowded, everytime I think
that the last time I dreamt it
I was giving someone a guided tour
It's incredible
It's massive
It's unnecessary
I mean the house I live in now meets all
the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals love, equals love
You're part of the math
change the game by the time I'mma reign
I catch a charge like a flagrant foul deep in the lane
y'all niggaz know where y'all can find me see I'm deep in
younger that's a fact
So a brother gotta get it by any means
Means, means, means, means
I don't wanna be here
Any more than you want me to
I'm so sincere
your support don't mean you're buyin' me
I'm buyin' back the land owned by the slave masters
Where my ancestors lived, just to say a rapper
Made
Ah-ah, I never saw so many people tonight
I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good
I'm glad that y'all givin' it up for him,
crowded jails
They got us sleepin' in the gym instead of our own cells
Ooh, put our yeti together
Me and my investors, we flippin' ten or better
I got some
around
Voices in my head
It's getting crowded
And they talking loud
I'm in the building
With no invitation
Haters lock me out
I got tired
Of knocking
Gotta live by the code never trust these hoes get you some money go buy you a house lil nigga before you go buy some gold getchu some bread go take
help, they put me in a box no way out/
My demon are twisted insane, i do not mean to complain, i cannot retain/
What is the difference in real
Shootin' dice, I done hit for ten thousand
I was in a gamblin' house
For three days straight
My mans came to look for me
Make sure I'm safe
I laughed so hard
house in New Jersey
My drummer has the messiest house in New Jersey
His house makes me think about
All the things in life you can live without
Like
fly, and let me live in the sky
My cousin Toot ain't have to die right in front of his son
And his wife, he lost his life struggling over a gun
Give
, I mean you just hurting my feelings (man)
We got lives, we want to live nice too
We got moms, dads, wise kids just like you
But I ? a few, its hell
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
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