Lyrics:
things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
Niggas reppin' blocks like the taxi wars
But the thing about turf is that it never
lungs became too weak
I'm tryin' to breathe when I'm falling apart
Cryin' out weak It's never been so hard
Writing now seems like one of my chores
I hope we don't crash yea
Carolina Toyz
Shit
Make a lot noise
Yea
Hit the club we got it on smash yea
Hundred bottles to the section
Supercharged
no drawers, Wranglin
Meditate and then take another day within
Then its bang bang bang
Like pops n them
Cock hockin a loogie
And launch the phlegm
I
a bolt out of the blue
Either way, you find you make it through
And she told me that her home's back in Carolina
Where the wind don't blow so cold
busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her sailor
Who's big
busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her sailor
Who's big
busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her sailor
Who's big
trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find
together long enough to breathe
There's nothing like the cold watered Carolina springs
Do you remember the walks, Victoria lane
Past the pizza house that
peaceful but it's lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But
Mountain skies
I got me a woman back home
She gave me a baby, too
And she stands by my loving side and
Does anything I ask her to
It's a lonesome feeling
me, but it’s different when I'm all out of luck
Old scars and the spraygrounds, I cover up
Tattoo my body just to feel in love
Day by day, I think
It's all too late
So what you waiting for?
Take these guns back to Carolina
It's all too late
Done what you paid me for
So take these guns back
Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe The Air
Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe, Breathe
Now just sit back, Inhale the air
It's flying by
Ay, Check this out,This the Carolina Birddog
AKA Ginboy, Mister Ginboy, y'all know what it is
I got my man Gotto in the house tonight
I got my
anything just to go back to North Carolina
North Carolina
It's been such hell
Lying
Waiting
Dying by the ocean
I wake up to the sound of her voice calling
, Baby just
Breathe, Breathe, Breathe
Am i stupid, Am i tired
I get higher, Uninspired
I can't take it, all the fake shit
I won't call back, might just
Carolina
You've made a mess out of me
Day by day I keep unraveling
Carolina
You're no friend of mine
Found a love, never wanted to find
But I'll take
through killin shows, then it's vamonos
From the mountains to the coast, ain't nothin comin close
Carolina's Finest, you could find us makin toasts
Dope
blue)
I need to take my time, oh yeah
Show you somethin' real (so real)
So real (let it breathe), so real (let it breathe, so real)
I want you to come
dinin', dashin', call it dinin' out
Fuckin' bitches, 'posed to be in class, but I was hidin' out
My friends take a little shot, smoke a lot of cannabis
it in the door
My technique immortalized no way around that
Copy the sound and imma take you round back
Cause I failed
Just to make it here
You
Don't know how to see
Days passing by
Clutter on my mind
Can't clean it up
Can't pray it
Replace it with lead
Don't
Clean it up
Breathe
Breathe in
Breathe
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