Lyrics:
fuck I'm gonna die
Fucking looked up all around me
I'm alone and don't know why, aye
Tripping on this fungus
Sipping Henny by the fire
Taking pictures
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
don't seem to mean much;
Of anyone we've used more that most.
Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
Thrown around in
but don’t fold up and turn around
(Turn around)
Go hard to be great
We bend, but don’t break
We stand on all ten, and forever stay true
well, well, that'll be five eighty two"
I turn around to my wife, and say
How much have you got on you?
She just rolls her eyes and says
"I'll pay for
a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they
turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around
Only few, I'm holding down
La de da de da de da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all
I'll give you something to talk about
Come around me fronting I'll air you out
I go off
I don't shoot shit off dog I gun it down
Walk up on niggas
feelings, I would always listen
Now you turn around and leave
Oh, if we fall apart
Let's do it in the dark
Hit me in the heart this time
Don't you
Turn me on 'cause I need it now
Turn me on 'cause I don't know how
Pick me up and shake me
Tune me in and take me
Lights are bright
that
I hate it when you act like that
And that is when I turn my back
Turn around, walk out, I ain't coming back
Don't you kill my vibe like that
I hate
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
that's superficial by the sides (by the sides)
But I put my hands together for my God
Bend and bust it open for me (bend it, bend it)
Don't you catch
to blow
And if they don't get what I'm saying
So rerun me
I can't stop dropping these hit's clumsy
She bad as hell, we pass around
Like hot potato, your ho
Middle 8
Turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
Let's go to where we started
Turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around
Turn around
gratified
You cried to me
La, la, la, la, la
Don't turn around
I'm sick and I'm tired of your face
Don't make this worse
You've already gone and got me mad
evil (turn, turn)
Lil' bro done a drill while I was in Dubai eatin' seafood (turn, turn, turn, turn, woo, turn, ayy)
When that block pop, no diesel
insane mane
Fuck around and get pain
Leave stains, leave your brains in the pavement
Get payments, yeah big checks
Yeah don't play around, yeah get rekt
Of listening to the sound of my tears
Turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
Turn around
stand) until (Until) the end
I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't
alone
Just carry on
You know, I´m not a black swan
Don´t turn around, you're chasing ghosts
Don't be fooled again, by a wonder in a jester hat
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
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