Lyrics:
about your life
Through a three minute song
So when you gotta tell 'em leave ya alone
They'll take it wrong
They always try to fuck with me
They always
a mile, I wonder how, I wonder how
Hope we don't parallel park
Hope we don't parallel park
parallel park
parallel park
Brought to you in part by
Rhythm
niggas put fear in my heart
We only fear going broke
And none of you niggas put fear in my heart
We cut your head by the throat
Never would hang with you
Hangin' on to memories
Well here you go, it's bad for me
I think I saw a ghost
I think I saw a ghost
Seems they come out at dark
Rockstar like Linkin
nothing on your old dude
It's like a drive thru
He just coming by for the side view
That's not what I do
Girl I park my car and come inside you
This a new
on your old dude
It's like a drive thru
He just coming by for the side view
That's not what I do
Girl I park my car and cum inside you
This a new school
from the hood
I had to stand over a stepper to get it understood
And EST the new Death Row, I'm the more gangster Suge
Won't catch me linkin' with no
and chrome rims
Bitch you know what it is
I'm live from the underground, underground
Live from the underground, underground
Underground, underground
Live
the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon
Baby I'm going to love you 'til the stars come down
'Til they park their limos
instruments he’d never seen in books or mentioned by Older- it was a Temple to the God of Lutes. In one corner was a mixing station, with cords that ran
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
love in her sleep
New conditional love when I tweak
And you strengthen me when I'm weaken up
You in need of me then I'm linkin' up
Before she rest her
don't fuck with a jam
I don't fuck with a Glock
No fuck nigga live
You can't make a return tryna make it off a squib
No fuck nigga live
Make a mil
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
intellectual dialects
With the potential, of the city's best emergency medical techs
So I dip dip dive
Listen to the musicians in the park play live
The Funky
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
Shawty She Geekin She Gone Off The Henny
Yea we linkin ain't talkin no pennie's
Smokin the Za we smoke by the plenty
See a opp and I'm throwin like
fuck bitches, and I ball
My haters linkin' up with my haters, it's ten of y'all
And y'all still couldn't body me
Flow smoother than Wallaby
I do it
a full course with all the trimmings
Women in my water tank and drinkin henn and lemon
Its realistic you got you're twisted lifted off the feat I keep 6
to the fence
By the end we were covered in mud
As we climbed up to civilization, we were met with screams from the tourists who were admiring the beautiful view
First verse, uh I'm on 'til I'm on a island
My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot
Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness
I
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
I just think of what we started
And who would fall the farthest
Gotta shoot ya shot tho you feelin like the target
Solo I'm an artist
Tryna live
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