Lyrics:
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
7/ 10/19 - ABSOLUTE FINAL - REVISED PER POST PRODUCTION
Set: White House / Oval Office - President Roosevelt behind his desk; music plays
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7
rock the block
Platinum Ferrari it nothing shorty
U its chump change
Or pull up in the 7-4 to the fend (4 to the fend)
Won't u get in
While I'm
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
Oh Jah! Please shine your light on ma heart and mek yuh boy do better
I vow to spread love not war and bring your people together
Confessions
people the truth.
It's time to tell them the revelation of my second coming
Have them understand, relate?
Now ride me baby.
Baby,
I love you,
Fool,
in my lifetime
7 years old
Eating my breakfast cereal
Watching what was going on
My grandpa said
Baby
We've been together
Since we were 15 years old
Hey yo, Pooh Man get your lyrics together
For this next song, man
Ant man, I gotta fire up this dank first
I ain't fuckin' with nothing till I hit
a short time, he coming with everything he got
The angels in chains, the geese of Egypt still beneath their rock
Keep it cocked, when in the top, stay
I've ever seen in my life
(Bro you said the same thing about the last chick bro)
Who?
(The one in the blue that walked by 5 minutes ago)
Man Shut up
7.62 bro want knock em' out his shoe
We done went through obstacles
Gotta show me what that rock a do
And I know how to pass that rock and move
He tweak
on the 7-10 to LB and it's packed as shit
I like getting high I like smashing chicks
And that's the realest shit I ever wrote right there
And that was
gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin real, here's
[Kazi]
I'm down with all the illest ain't no crabs all around me
So put your head together you still couldn't find me
Where I be and how I
anybody care.
Where's the man, where's the child
Wrapped together side by side.
Who can tell you what to do,
When Mr. Time has come for you.
See
together starin out the window
If I were to love you in the Summer, you'd be hot
Everytime I was around you I'd sweat a lot
We'd be jammin to Rock, Pop
96.7 was playing a song called animals by Martin Garrix it was amazing
He told his mom to turn it up that nigga was going crazy
And when the song was
brought us together when it could've tore us apart
Mom still ain't good, she misses you, she thinks 'bout you daily
We got a dog after you passed and she
Looking for my
Tifa
6 In the morning
Whistling softly
She knows I'm super busy
So she think she gonna boss me
7 On the dot and she's making Her coffee
She
it's nothing, did 7 tapes in 3 summers
Only worried bout' commas, not drama, I put that shit on my momma
Lotta boys steady worried bout' clout, they must
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
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