Lyrics:
like a Coke cup
Wind me up but y'all I gets the low wits the rough stuff
And after enough to cut ya off a piece, still have enough
Then go around
no floggin'
All my shit been goin' up, lil nigga, not dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with the heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the piece
the white man always talk about his piece?
System reason for my struggles
But how come he come to me?
Picking at my wallet
This for you set me free
Free
mind
Come to terms with your demise
Send your memories back in time
Picking up the pieces of this broken storyline
Searching for the proof
And now
right now
When I had pocket change but I done came out how
'Member owning nothin' picking any fight to the crowd
Now I'm up here stuntin' shining in
woke up
(Cause i been fightin all these demons
So much weight on my shoulders
(Cause i been picking up all of the pieces)
On the road putting miles
found you
I fell on the ground
I am picking up my pieces again
I fell on the ground
I am picking up my pieces
Watch as I leave you
Right now
It could be
Thur
I'm telling u She got that good box
Good box
Nigga breaking window
Picking locks
For that good box
It's like a ride on the train in the rain
I get so high
Overthinking all the time
It's time I realign
Nothing left to make it right
I get too high
Days passing by
I can't get by
Fucked up
nigga to take me
Oooh Oh Oh, Oh Oooh
Oooh, Oh Oooh
Oooh, Oh Oooh
Oooh, Oh Oooh
Picking up the pieces that I left behind
While picking up the pieces I
divine
Picking up pieces trying to make you new
I'm patching holes that I ain't even do
Let's make it count and we can make it through, it's true
You need
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I'm still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you
this is for dreaming, this is believing, that you'll be picking up the pieces when I'm gone. This is for drinking, this is to living, this is to packing
this is for dreaming, this is believing, that you'll be picking up the pieces when I'm gone. This is for drinking, this is to living, this is to packing
Break up
Take a
Piece of the data
Fucked up
Lunatic
See what I'm made of
Faceless
Slaughter all the sins of the faithless
Take this
Praying
the pieces of the case that cannot be found
She my partner in crime
She my side by side
By the time we break through places that were not allowed
She only
told you I wouldn't fall but now I'm picking up the pieces
Got into my car and drove too fast for comfort
Said I'd be okay if you loved her more and then
you I wouldn't fall but now I'm picking up the pieces
Got into my car and drove too fast for comfort
Said I'd be okay if you loved her more and then you
up on a piece of land
And build myself a cabin back in the woods
Lord, it's there I'm gonna stay
Until there comes a day
When this old world
cool j]
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
Tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off
up on a piece of land
And build myself a cabin back in the woods
Lord, it's there I'm gonna stay
Until there comes a day
When this old world
the presence of
The Queen of, just the Queen man
I wanna say R&B, I wanna say "Hi!"p hop
Her name is Ms Mary J blige mary!
Let me get all the way up beside you
I got nothing to hope for by now?
I'm sick of picking up the pieces when life falls apart
No flesh remained for crows
I guess they're going
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