Lyrics:
got a bag of sniffers
Wanna do the no no
Yeah back to the bus
It's the end of the night
Get back to the bus
And get out of my life
'Cause I got
It's KK what I'm smoking nigga
And I done popped so many bottles think I'm through with it
Been smoking so much weed in public own a school with
want to get back to where the air is thick
Further south than what you think The South is
We're living a different way of life
I wanna go home, where
Charles
Blind to this life so we get money and we stay out
Niggas drop they hand and that shit leave you by yourself
I been on my own that's why I'm calling
Co-Produced By: Keith Keahey for KDub Entertainment
Written By: Keith Keahey
Recorded and Mixed at: Street Legal Studios, North Charles Street, Maryland
Music
I REMEMBER WHEN YOU CAUGHT MY EYE FROM AFAR,
IT WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE,
I WANNA KNOW WHAT I CAN DO,
TO GET YOU IN MY ARMS,
I'LL DO WHATEVER IT
you to know you’re the child of a queen
I’ll be by your side whatever life brings
Know what’s inside of you they can’t take away
There’s power in your
been hard
But life goes on, you know?
Look
I don't really know what more to say
But I'mma call Twist
Yo, hey
Hey, Brian's been feeling down, man
You
what you need i got what you want
And all the grimey wifeys wanna
Get a piece of Wiley
Come around and look slyly
I just live the life of Riley
I'm
Please jus tell me what I did so that I can right my wrongs
Yeah yeah yeah
I was standing by ya side
Baby ride or die
You was supposed to be my Bonnie
always are
And I let you know what time it is like Audemar
Unapologetic never pardon moi
I'm fluent since I flew in into Charles de Gaulle
So if you wonder
God, never can I hit the weed spot
Stop, GIVE ME THE LOOT GIVE ME THE LOOT
Is what the man with the plan says to the teller
Sickness on the mic will be
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all
party by myself yeah
Hey
Hey
Wasting all my time
Summer's over sipping april wine
I'm losing interest in my little life
What I would give if i'd just feel
I can't change the fact, so in fact I reenact
Read it back, reading in braille
Can Ray Charles see what he feel
I'm gassed up when I'm out of my
Oooooh-ooh-oh-ooh, ha-ha
Steady, are you ready? What's going on?
Steady, are you ready? Are you ready?
What's going on? What's going on?
Cold
streets your life will be a goner
So many strikes it's like I'm due for a home run
Cause what I hear about jail man is no fun
Man, I gotta get things
and I rock with them zombies
Are you livin' in the darkness?
Death is what I encompass
Brought back by the musical voodoo in which I come with
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
got Moët Chandon
Bundle of 62, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team, we shittin' hard like Czar
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega
got big thoughts, big dreams
And a big brown Mercedes Sedan
What I think this girl
She really wants
Is to be in love with a man
She wants
drug!
(Tormented)
want to live my life in a day (What I meant is)
Drugs help escape the flame and pain (THC)
Roll it, light it, now you smoke your weed (I
and
Knowhatimean, gangsta, and all that, I just want to see
Some more life in the music, for the babies) {That's what's it's about, man
We know about that generation
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