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act. And so it's a very old song, 100 and something years old. I think it was more than 100 years old. Steve couldn't believe that us Brits were talking
Turn your block more smokey than Jamaican nigga's nights
Are they racist, fam? Tryna be funny? Or tryna relate to man?
Sixty-year-old businessman,
Now bein' six years old, I had seen some trains before,
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for.
Trains are big and black
the hood, she did not have a reaction (skrrt)
With a six-year-old, she kept the doors unlocked
And drove by the 5-0 like, "Fuck those cops!"
Goddamn, it
from now
I mean, a year passed by us so quick, who knows how quick six years is gonna come by, you know what I mean
Let's go to the future and find out
a wrecking ball
Six by six, he was hard as nails
And stood about ten feet tall
He sobered up and moved down south
Found him a man and settled down
Just
Backing y'all with six, since I was sixteen
Lifestyle with the bottles
Taking change over me drunk to the fullest
No fears of faints, faded enough
To count
dropping this album now
Ready lay by bucal
I´ll be the witch of the woods
I´m not the bitch of the hood’s
Driving that old Santa Cruz
Say “ I´m
ct ten years old inside the house,
c fight broke out with wife and spouse.
I heard my dad hit through the wall,
He left our home about that fall.
and yesterday
I shut my eyes a second ago
And I was only eight years old
Lying on my back in the sun
Listening to the sound of children playing
And I
bar can't find him nowhere
Steadily you work flow, heavily you know so you nah stop
No time no time fi a jeer
Now she gotta a six year old
Trying
Atlanta
Where the off duty officer
Emptied his gun
Into the body
Of this 18 year old teenager
Same age as my brother
I'm scared for Papa
He is a black boy
no time for ya dear
Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep him warm
Trying to keep out the cold
When he looks in her eyes
He don't know he is
find him nowhere
Steadily you work flow, everything you know
You know say you nuh stop the time fi a jear
Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep him
on her 5 year old phone
Messy hair, ew, go to a salon
Same nails as 6 years ago
Lati fucking flopped
Telling people to die
Then she fucks with Urat
Lati K
She was sober for over 30 years
Haunted by a lifetime of regrets
She led me to a willow tree and said this is where I go
When I’m thirsty for another
tonight
I know I'll be home
The year was nineteen forty one
I was eight years old and
Far far too young
To know that the stories
Of battles
28 year old vet & hero he home from Afghanistan
Military gave em money and he trained to kill a man
Seen a lil bit of death from the hands
Got 6 shots numbers strait
Crank bout 38
Big boys trippin' on me tryin' to nigga hate
This 17 year old Tony Montana type
ain't never did
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
on white
Put the love and love
I'm blunted up, blastin' inside the strip club
Shorty wop, fifteen year old, all she needed was love
And mo' dough so she
to help me
Even when you were born
You were six weeks old, this one is not even Africa, it's this nation
I was on the streets for three years
I have
breaking like Taco's self-esteem in a thin chair
Old Navy bitches love this gap, yeah this grin's rare
Watch a nigga smile like five-year-old child
I'm
sister Dove
Twenty-two years in societies plan
Canceled at the swing of her dear mothers hand
Six hours later we hit Cincinnati
Yawning she woke
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