Lyrics:
Stranded in a valley and Im on my own
Tryna leave
Whoever in my way ill kill them all
Then ill kill some more
Unveil the canines and ill take all what's
neighbors
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali
I got some OG Kush from San Fernando Valley
My nigga Beezy on the way from 'County
We keep supporting, damn it, we
Where your love still wanders through the valley
And the vines have covered up our cabin home
Now the years fly by just like an eagle
And it's
more noise than a chicken
I have developed no love for these bitches
I got a rash my fingers be itching
He got a big mouth that nigga be snitching
She
and with all
of my power
I will find the valley of life
On his death-bed my father said me
You don't have more time
You have to be strong
In the days when I was young
Going out, having fun
There's a place I used to know
Where I never more can go
A little house in the valley
Where
An obituary wrote in the local paper
From a town that is no more
Carrying this around gains nothing but I'm
Fool enough to care
Brave enough to try
I
More time
Ima ask you to stay by my side
Hit the other side to see what trees like
Its a question I ain't forcing you to be mine
See Im chasing you again
Alright, this is gonna be the last dark
Trap song I make in a while
Sike, I have to do more opens hahaha
(It was not a pretty sight)
Yeah I made
you know I walk
Through the valley of these streets
I shall not fear these streets
Because I run these streets
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Yeah you know I walk
Through the valley of these streets
I shall not fear these streets
Because I run these streets
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
you know I walk
Through the valley of these streets
I shall not fear these streets
Because I run these streets
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
practice to perfect
Water to wine
Walked through valley of error In order to shine
Said I'm
Heartless by design
I hide feelings like it's a
If I can turn
Aye
Look at everything I got
How can I ever want more
Look at everything I had
Had to learn to let it go
I didn’t
Didn’t want to make sense of it,
the right one for me tho
Right or wrong
By his side imma be tho
Keep it nothing less than G
Like a street code
Wrong or right
By his side imma be tho
Right
baptize no more
Baptize no more
Baptize no more
It's a calm, cool, clear night
The trees are screaming your name
This entire valley’s flooded
With your
I'm in the valley where the palm trees be
In the Avalon swerving all up in these streets
Don't Give no fuck about a police
Hit the blunt for
stitches still I'm Yolo
I got million stitches still I'm Yolo
They counting on my downfall
I'm like ooh no
Haters talk
I'm all about a million more
Pretty
or uglier than Rush Rambo
Something more disgusting than Robert Dole
Something pink that climbs out of a hole
And there it was - sex with your parents
I was
There's got to be more
Emisunshine, Jim Lauderdale, Alisha Hamilton
Chorus
Now I ain't no bird
But I can see that sky
Down in this valley
It's
that's not the way we gone tango
Choppin shit like Rambo, whole crew got me on my say-so
I charge an hour by the peso, so if you wanna come slide by my
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
pace
So beware of the snakes, stack up and say ya grace
Yo I figured, get more commas and Mo figures
Never stress for blues faces, get a chick that's
The night goes by as fast as traveller's feet
I'll be the snow that slowly melts to feed the flora
Your arms around my neck, you're eyes are dikes
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