Lyrics:
The day to my night
In the dark you my light
You the calm to my fight
When I'm off you my right
You my flame when I'm hot
Rubber band to these knots
Be
the steam (Fire)
I'm really lit in real life
These other niggas be living a dream
(Real life) fucked on a ho the same night
These bad bitches got low self
In these 4 walls, I've slept through my darkest nights
In these 4 walls, I've fought through my hardest fights
In these 4 walls, I thought I'd never
Yeah. Eey
Take the whole world by storm.
Take the whole world by…
Dropped 100k on my jays for one night then yeah am done with that.
Swear woulda had
Gunz, Lord Tariq and..."
(Kevin Mitchell)
(Uh, Uh, Yeah) "KNS... E. Beez"
(To mah man E. Beezley... yeah.. uh...)
(E... we bounce on) "Day night I
These niggas be snitching
These niggas ain’t with it
These niggas some hoes
I used to sell nicks at the store
But now a young nigga trap bags by
and denounced by Fascists. Such chilling cruelty, such inhuman actions. These were witnessed and endured in Forlì.
Standing here, in front of the San Mercuriale
do
These are the letters that I never wanted to write
But this might be just what I need to better my life
Now with that said, I'm hanging by a thread
In on em in on em day and night I'm going
In on em in on em day and night I'm going
In on em in on em day and night I'm going
In, In, In, In, In,
fell from these...
These chains that bound me from this place.
Tonight is the last night you will see my face.
Left alone I've wandered in this place
(Repeat x4 then continues throughout hook)
Day one I played with her blood
Day two left her face bruised and we called it making love
Day three her blood
don't mean shit, 'cause even night and day be switching up
Slave over a stove 'cause shit ain't free, I gotta whip it up
Okay, let's get it, huh
New
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
whip that's all they talking about these days
Passing all the greats from my pocket like I'm Drew Brees aye
Bumping Yur Boy Drizz in summertime that's
'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit
We won't stop shit, everybody move
Two words, BK, NY, Bed-Stuy
Two harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why
These
(Hello?)
Hello, it's '91. Buckle up, guard your grill!
(Har what the fuck?)
Has this ever happened to you?
Can you name this tune?
These victims
Leave the blood on the knife
Now he caught,all up in the hype
Well,that's the hype
They don't know
Where they gone be by the night
They ain't even got
48
And ah these days. AII these days! What are days for?
To wake us up. To put betwen the endless nights.
And meanwhile aII over town checks are bouncing
I long for, the warmth of, days gone by
When you were mine
But now those days are memories in time
Life's empty, without you
By my side
My heart
through days at a time
I ain't phased while they play all the time
All these zeroes more than 4 all the time
All my bros they all frozen all the time
We
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
pain
Every night you crying pillow soaking rain
Keep crying bout the same things
When its gone change 4 ya
Tell me when its gone change
Soon
I hope
You're the weirdo in the cafeteria
Eating by yourself day after day
Sitting there and staring at those pretty girls
But they never seem to look your
50
He a fast runner like the nigga ricky
Yo Gotti
We do real numbers real chef Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred these is Yeezy's
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