Lyrics:
will you catch me in the way
By my lonely where a nigga stay
Cause it's how a nigga really made
No expression ever on my face
She gonna ride me like
more than friends
I'm so in love baby that I got the bends
Now I know I'm never gonna lie again
I'll only tell the truth or that's the end
So baby would
Come apart yea baby
Come apart
Come apart yea baby
Come apart
Speak the truth yea baby
Come apart
Loss of words yea baby
Come apart
Hate yourself yea
Ghost, that's my family tree
That trio couldn't be beat by the 2010 Miami Heat
I don't need liqueur, my savior is the proof
That's the truth so I'm a put
they kneecaps
Said I rep the hood these niggaz scrutinized
Sometimes I’m by the book sometimes I’m street n wild
Tell a lie these niggaz crucify
Speak
my dues
My connect just sent a offer through that I can't refuse, hallelu-
We don't want the penthouse if there's not a view, ain't that the truth
You gotta stay fresh
You gotta stay fresh
By any means necessary
Every time you pull up
These niggas better pull out their phones
Take a picture
a motivated kid, owe a lot to Mac Miller
And it sucks really bad that I can't tell him
And I still find it crazy that this music shit my job
Used to work for
All Day, All Day
We gonna just tell'em how we do it boy
And my clock work on (?)sure whirl(?)
Well like it should, and well
He got locked in cold
the street this shit keep getting deep (yeah)
I be staying in my lane so just keep me out your beef
And I'm praying for a change but they don't want to talk
be the one that always stands by the truth
Just let me tell you something
Just let me do what I've sworn to
Just a bit too perfect
Well, I'm
to tell the truth
I can see you've been stressed
But does she get it?
Are you understood?
And are you ready
To be there for good?
I don't mean
that we shouldn't do
'Bout to turn down the street I swore I'd never do back down
'Bout to cross a bridge I really should have burned by now
'Bout
My drawer full of condoms I don't use 'em
Well that's stupid, all my relationships abusive
Tell 'em the truth but yet they still clueless
I wonder
Made a Lic and niggaz acting spiteful
That's alright though, all part of the cycle
Tell the truth I ain't worried about your likes bro
No
I am do me
sense of security got shot to hell
I was sitting on my couch face drowning in tears
Feeling trapped by the wall in my fears
Made aware of my fragility
I
of ever'one to tell the sad truth like
(chorus)
The Undi-Sputed, Heavyweight, Rudest
Pa-rum-pa-pom! No jargon, could ever dead, this yard mon! (Yard mon!)
and in the middle of the street/
But see, it's all in my head, and though we'll probably never meet/
I've seen you nude and on your knees/
I'm walking
destroys the black
Or they take you out, one by one.
Basted, baded and done.
A nigga dead from exposure to the sun.
Victims of hostile elements.
If its not nuthin
Girl its gotta be somethin
Slippin fallin slippin
You must really love me
[Lil' Zane]
Told so many lies
By so many different guys
I listen now to the wind howl
Whispering rhymes here and there
And my mind's open wide
Tell me all I long to hear
My God, why must they argue?
Why
a lot from y'all
My darkest days was brightened just by chilling at the park with y'all
We ain't smoked no weed or drank no alcohol
We was just some
Yup! AOTP, JuJu Mob reef the Lost Cauze
Snowgoons, another classic
This for all you hatin'-ass bastards
This what I tell 'em nowadays yo, yo!
From
is
When black lords was videoed ko's
I was naughty by nature getting
OPP like hey ho
1 track mind couldn't tell me nothing either
After that spike lee
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