Lyrics:
coughing blood
Take me for a chump
I been fucking up
Compromised by what I've done
I think I've had enough
Tears are rolling down my face
This shit ain't fun
Early in the morning and I'm in my ride
Rolling to the garage with the homeboy, getting high
Rolling down the calle in my rag sixty-three
Looking
I put the Patek all up on my wrist call me the snowman
Shawty gon' try to be down for my bliss
I told her no ma'am
Bag on my feet
Off of my seat
spitting, man
Know I catch you slipping, man
You come to my town
Almost like I'm spitting gravity
I'm holding it down
Without a sign, I get a beat
Yeah, you
of heaven
Or maybe just a late night in Vegas
It's true, that's what we do when were going down swingin'
Then coming up singing the blues
Wearing out my
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
Told my girl to pipe down need it right now
Lately I been going till the lights out
Got my face up and eyes down
Shawty now you know what this is
got your face within my sights
I’m fuckin punching something
Heads are rolling
Heads is rolling
You’re falling
You’re falling
You’re falling down
leave a coke trail this far nigga no deal
Baggin 8ths I'm rolling 8ths bae twerk in my ambience nd I gave my bae a new face new paint like Basquiat oh is
they holding me down
But I'm ready to climb, slowed down whoa now
You can learn by f***ing with us, cause I'ma swell up
Your face and detach your jaw,
to whine.
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Submitted by Nathan Speer
HAG ME:
I caught my ceiling
Motor revving
I only know the ceiling's down.
I make my
running down my face while a nigga sippin (Go through it)
Everyday I still wake up get to it
At first I ain't think i was gonna get through it
Rolling up
nigga
FN by me for these fake niggas
I blow a nigga ass down today, nigga
It's a homie on the way, nigga
Pistols get to bussing at your face, nigga
Cops
fake my nigga just roll me a eighth
I’m blowing that smoke in your face
I’m burning it down fuck a case aye aye
Smoking it by the pound
I am rolling
a Spaceship
Keep it rolling like a Mustang on the Pavement
There's degrees to the shit Graduation
In my face but a nigga need to fall Back
Hit my line but I'm
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
got saved by the bell
Keep praying to God, cause I keep sinning
DVD on the opps, my niggas, they spinning
I'm from the murda and bitch, we bending
Vell
my baby
If you pullin' out the strap better spray it
That my brother on the track we related
I'm pullin back on you niggas, big faces
Yeah I act
All fall down
(All the manic dazed faces that you pull)
All fall down
(All the action is not under your control)
All fall down
(The graffiti rolling
in yo faces on a daily basis
I done wrecked T-town and club Oasis
I got three Jags in my parking spaces
'95 Air Max with blue laces
you can call me
ground
Feel the seconds closing down
Like red ribbons rolling out
On fingertips folding round
His voice choking out
Made to feel the guilt
In
a dream
College wasn't really my thing
My father wanted me to have a college degree
Compton was his home, wanted more for me
I couldn't face him, when I
I couldn’t believe how happiness tasted
I look to my left like momma I made it
They said I couldn’t I didn’t wanna face it
I set my goal and I took
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
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