Lyrics:
Jesus we need you Lord
Yeah
We in the last days man the world is getting colder
So many fell away to the pit where it smolders
Surrounded by
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
tan, middle of the Summer, twistin' up, sittin' in a Hummer
I got shot by an undercover but I bounced back and I still recovered
Walk around I got
a whip
She my ride or die
And she always do it right
Said I make it better when I got her
By my side hey
Faudrait être sincère et honnête
On en a parlé
me how work is, ask me how my music is
I'm tired of it
Up late with the zombies, they will never confine me
Love to say that I'm lying
New year, I got
And All dem guns that you got you gon die without it
Why you stressing bout that bih you gon die without her
And all the chains that you get you gon die
how the hell, can I be free
And who this cat I'm lookin' at?
Cause I've been lost so long without anybody knowin'
So I move on (uh-huh) and I walk
at first sight
Don't even know her name yet
But she already got me feeling
Some type of way
I walked over to you
And I expected you to
Disrespect me like
at first sight
Don't even know her name yet
But she already got me feeling
Some type of way
I walked over to you
And I expected you to
Disrespect me like
her,
No I won't be the same without her
By my side.
There's no end end to my sorrow.
I'm afraid to face tomorrow.
When she left, she took much
Keep on grafting for my p
I feel spirits on my shoulder
Stacking dough piece by piece
My white bitch
Love doing cocaine
She keeps begging on her knees
Go on reach my dreams, apocalypse!
Y'all bout to get fingered by her thumb
Yeah ya corpse ain't gon' rest in a tomb
Annihilated by a sublime entity
live without the things you never thought you needed
You never thought you'd need me
I got her in her feelings
A weekend in the house by the beach
Now
What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who would I complain to for hours?
Who'd bring all the flowers
When I have the flu?
Depending how I touch I make love or lust
His and her Range kicking up the dust
I live a life of crime so I ask trust
Love zombie still dying for your flesh
Towing girls up in the easy way
Type, type, type, type the phone
That the easy way
Putting likes on the photo
Especting her to replie, that's classic
Ten,
Decayed hotel, zombies on the bench
A flowered carpet, a nauseating stench
This is the terror, this is where we peek
Behind the beauty that we seek
Just
Flatbush Zombies Worlds Fair
Saying "Nigga we on the rise!"
Yo, yo i got the eyes of Medusa so I
Dare a nigga stare at me
Bring your bitch I bet she
Got
her and little brother there
We wash our pain with Belvedere
And use the drugs they brung us here
We get high to get by, hot dogs no rib eyes
Where
to make all I can make (never)
Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks
but haters hate we can eat steak by the lake.
Chorus
The Guppies
to make all I can make (never)
Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks
but haters hate we can eat steak by the lake.
Chorus
The Guppies
too
Tested by a broken string, a zither like a tiger
Straining the Empress like a wound, these were her days
Passing by like the years lost to tempests
me straight
I can't live without her I fuck her everyday
Shawty stayed by my side when I started grindin'
She da main reason why a nigga shinin'
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