Lyrics:
a doorway
As if tethered between thresholds forever
And ever
Before my lungs give out
Tell me i did everything that i could do for you
(Before my lungs give
would like to go riding on the train
Tell me the story again about the time you went away
You went to Chicago, no one knew where you were
Why did you
Someday I'm goin' to write
The story of my life
I'll tell about the night we met
And how my heart can't forget
The way you smiled at me
I
In the drop-top Jag', how many n****s wanna be me?
Game is automatic, mandatory I sell
To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell
'Cause
asked me where I’m from and I said it’s a long story
I said I haven’t lived in San Francisco that long, I lived in Oakland before
I said I’d rather not
explain later in the story about them which
I call my Four Doors of Doom.
The mirror, the great plaything for man's vanity.
The mirror was to become,
I hide away in the cave, you can't tell me where to go
I need a place to stay before the night turns to day
I hide away in the cave, you can't tell
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
and night just to get by
Thought about giving up no but I can't lie
Cant lie ima hold us down
For your momma keep a smile when I'm not around
Your the king
before we be getting contusions
They rather replace me before they listen to me
They rather me tell them my story so they can tell it for me
I see it time
When I'm done
Then you can go night night
Gotta let me tell you one more tale
Set under the fog and the moonlight
Just one more story to go
When I'm done
on these C# beats by Don Coda
I'm done
Thinking about the what ifs
Done
Thinking about and chasing girls with nice tits
Ass
Eyebrows on fleek
Done
Playing
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
eleven years old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just
In the drop-top Jag', how many niggas wanna be me?
Game is automatic, mandatory I sell
To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell
'Cause
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
you get a piece
She only talks about signin' a lease
I met this tender, her name was Lori
And a X-rated movie wouldn't tell her story
She had a twin
yeah live it up
Yuh
I don’t need an essay but
Tell me about your day
Tell me about your night
Tell me about your work
How coworkers got you tight
Tell me
here tell me about the sky
Maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
If you asked me now then I couldn't tell you why
I've been sitting here too long by
Listen folks and I will tell a funny story
You may think it sad but I was in my glory
'Twas a cellar I crept in, cobwebs brushing by my chin
Listen up before the day is faded
I got a really short story to tell
Keeping time and an open mind
Keeping time and an open mind
Can I open with
phones
The same shit I was doing sitting at home
I felt confused, the story views I saw the night before
She flashed the cam, we wilded out for the 'gram
by myself
You can live to tell the story I won't live to tell, yeah
Acting like I'm fine I know I'm not okay
With you inside my mind All these blue
a fuck sincerely snooze I lost my brother by the age of five
Rather tell the truth than tell a lie I ride for my bitch before some guys
Maya Angelou
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