Lyrics:
at the foot of an open sky
Is it by faith, not time
The sun does climb
To light the path for us?
And I can embrace where I'm going
Tomorrow has already
got me on the wrong track, honey
It's piling up one by one
It's piling up one by one
You look bluer, do your do or die
But I ain't pull or push
Huh, yeah uh
Uhhhh yeah
My bitch she shy and she cute
Ooh she 5 foot 2
Pull up skrrt in the coupe
Yellow, pineapple juice
Take the top off, I got
started turning red
And i asked the girls if there is anything wrong with my foot
They called the securityman
That called an ambulance
I will never forget
do I get a foot in your door?
How do you turn this on?
Had a heart by accident
Did you have it all along?
Slave to the single chief executive
boy)
All flavors, but it just depend on when and where I am at (don't get me) (big boy)
Don't get me wrong man, now, Murphy Lee ain't dumb man (big
Yeah I'm running from your love cause it was nothing
I thought you was real but your love it was bluffing
Maybe I thought wrong
When I thought we had
can’t stop and Im so conflicted
I Feel regret but no remorse so I’ve been stuck here
Admit the wrongs that I’ve been doing, make it so clear
This isn’t
Chorus:
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of the road if I
I'd read every hobo book collected on my shelf
I fancied that I'd like to try the hobo life myself
I'd live on beans and move about exclusively by
don't mind
I can find nothing wrong with it
And you say in your polite way
Oh by the way can you get on with it
Now that I've seen
Not really
Even though you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun why'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new
bury me under
Big pipes soundin like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth, I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you want to come at me?
Not too long ago was thinking I'm out of time, foot to pedal, I start the grind
Past talking to the ear, I was hard to find, COUPEN cooped for
can't rhyme like me
Them man there can't spar with me
Mana six foot five you're five foot three
Sit down boy can't handle me
If I'm on fleek you're
you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new type of song,
boy)
All flavors, but it just depend on when and where I am at (don't get me) (big boy)
Don't get me wrong man, now, Murphy Lee ain't dumb man (big
Staring off into a another plane of existence
What am I missing
Why am I resisting
Who is listening
Anybody there
Nobody by my side down for my
Give this shit my best shot
Try to be head strong
Always put my best foot forward but I always step wrong
See you as invincible, you bullet proof, you
It's okay to yo yo, day by day
One thing less, one less thing
Overtime, it's fine
Is it not you, you, uh mmm
Nothin' bad with no goin', day by day
I stuck my neck out to show that I care
But did me wrong and that shit wasn’t fair
But now I know that I gotta stay clear
You was an opp and I wasn’t
light
Sad boys for life
And we carry it inside our minds
I know we should probably take our time
But, we’re living too fast
Got our foot up on the gas
on August 21st
This summer was by far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse (My_Kayla you hear me?)
Now I'm 3 cousins down
And my
you should put just one foot wrong
You'll be swinging at the break of dawn
This is death by hanging
Death by hanging around
Yes this is death by
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