Lyrics:
lady
So imma put this girl on safety (Safety)
Keep her by my side til we're eighty (Til we eighty)
Forget these others dude they shady
Baby come with me
"Knife crime is at a near record high
With more than forty blade offenses every day in London"
"At a youth club in South London
Not far from
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
ways thats where i glorify
Heavenly
In the shadow of his wings that i camp by
Safety
The warmth of the fire where i lay my head to rest
Comfy
Waiting
me
Warn me of war coming, nigga you crazy?
I'm now three steps ahead of you, step in ya place be sitting the dark weapon off safety
Ready to spray
and Daddy
Used to go through yeah I surely do
In the sweet by and by I'm
Gonna look him in the eye
And I'm gonna shake the hand of the
Man who used to moan
the numbers so as to justify the lockdown
According to Dr. Pascal Sacre in an article entitled the covid 19 rt pcr test
How to mislead all humanity using a test
to taste me
I make the punk motherfuckers buckle up for safety
And on the dope they caught from the flash
And swing like a bit when he's caught in
serve 'em
Then put 'em in your mouth
You hypnotized by them GRITS, nigga
I love them GRITS girls raised in the south
You see 'em after the club
And they picked Biden this time
But that shit don't matter cause the system flawed by design
The truth buried in lies
You better look for the signs
You
do, peace to every hood that I been through
I even got love for my homies in South Central
But to the East my brother, 'cause that's where I stay
there's safety, run south down to the sea
With empty hearted sorrow I did wander through them pines
Growing wilder with each sunset, taste of mourning on my
In West LA eatin' luxury grapes
By the year 2020
Me and my whole team be worth a hundred milli
Number one in the section that I'm from
So Way Out but
and drop by
I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
Two flex and flog, suck a dog
This part is getting man number one
I pull you,
and I don't fuck with you
You must be huffin glue if you think I'm number two
I'm not judging you, I'm just judging me
I'm a boss not employed in
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
Nigga, what? Nigga, what? Nigga, what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Us niggas from the south be representing shit
And trying to keep these player
Haters
to taste me
I make the punk motherfuckers buckle up for safety
And on the dope they caught from the flash
And swing like a bit when he's caught in
Colors in numbers
Letters in colours but I believe most
Musicians and most artists are synesthetes
KW: You know that’s what this
Film in Qatar is about!
Yea I'm a Alief baby
Raised up in the fucking S.W.A.T
South West Alief Texas
Gotta get some new money
Buy my sister a new Lexus
Get Chloe a new Rollie
to break the night by the day
The chain of life to be insane
Revolves around around my ways
Safety in numbers
Face the change in everyday life
Evolution for
hard or some powder at 'em
This is for my South niggaz
Gold and platinum ice in they mouth niggaz
Let's ride out niggaz
Everybody gon' follow
of service as well
That's how I had named his number in my TrueColor contacts list
TommyTinyPenis
There is another number I still am calling, a 313 landline,
bitch south and her ass north
Bitch I'm a demon in your dreams with the pitchfork
I'm stayin' strapped like I'm Rambo ready for war
Doin' numbers off
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