Lyrics:
we livin' in mud puddles
Shit is a drug struggle when
You niggas uppin' prices
I hug the Glock like a turnbuckle
Can't get stopped by the vices, no
wishbone
Wishing I could hold you long
Wishing our love will stay strong
Preying to the stars we forever
And so on. Soft breaths on me
I’m so dawned You
the field with all my might I'll protect you. Back in December told a nigga that you'll love em forever.
I'm a movement by myself.
I know that you made me
(Bitch)
Shooting my shot I won’t miss (Miss)
Won’t layup I dunk in that bitch
(Swish)
Balling so hard need a ten day
The section too crowded
My n****s so
but
I can't make
Noise
If I do
I'm through with the pass fake
Got hints of blue in my head
A small lake
Down by my house
Is all that I need
It's
So far
I don´t know what it is, but it sure is something strong
Two peas in a pod one day
So alike they had nothin´to say
So the boy, he ran off
something's wrong
The bass is too strong
You don't have to check your record, it's not defective
It's just the way we wanted it, pump it, get it
We like it
A House of Spades Stands No Chance Against the Wind. (Gambler)
We have been dealt a hand
which built our home out of threes and aces.
We bet
something whodi please hold your mess
[Verse One]
I been having Rovers, been having TV's, been having begets in my ears
So ain't nothing new with this bling
Your place never felt like a house
So when I'm over kinda quiet like a mouse
Cuz I'm trapped by the cheese I need but it's never in my mouth
Or my wallet
in the house
And I'm godding it out, and I'm godding it out
I've come a long way, the strong way, the wrong way, I lived it
The right way, you might
to her house the same day
When I got to her house
The outside is dope, when I got inside, it was so watery
Now I know mama words
Not all shinning are gold
on
Y'all are wrong
I'm not off to start a war with T-1000
Bout to shout in a crowded live house and louden my rap
The doubters be drowning in my saliva
Fightin' sleep 'cause I wake up just
To face it all again
I need something for the pain
So I party just to take away the pain
Shots of Patron make my
the rain , dark , quiet , safe
We can build houses and everything start again from scratch
And what's so bad about living underground eh?
It's not been so
to break free but see my mind is in chains
Is it something that ive done?
Was it something that I said?
Surrounded by fake smiles
I'm tired of these
Away from all the people
Need to feel less crowded
Surrounded by strangers
It's dangerous walking outside
These days they shoot you for how you look
a patron at a crowded bar
So alone, but seeking out a counterpart
Perked up, first time I encountered art
Because it's me and the music, we're like Bonnie
And criminally organized hunger of
East Africa his hunger
Was beautiful it made something of
You the one I
Was heading into only made ashes of you
By now,
breakfast
Selling coke reckless
So you can't tell me 'bout no protest, nigga
'Cause this pro's tested
No effort, flow is something to cherish
Y'all be
to Broadway
Or you can fly to New York bitch, the home of this D-block playa
I don't wanna talk about it
You keep telling me your house is crowded
What you
tried to take me out
Shot me right in front of my mother
By Tracy's house
Now its time to change my life I think Rap's the answer
Same day I got
of something
Better we are not fearless, we just
Have dreams bigger than our fears we
Jump we run we swim, we
Move mountains, we do whatever it
Takes and so next
thought they were so lost, full of hickory and hay
Until I saw how stars can sometimes get in your way
I feel the sun shining bright and strong
I feel like
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