Lyrics:
the mold that you had for me though
Bank head my friends are zeros I’m bad at math so it prolly was a joke
Tell em that it’s not art
I rep Christ my
ass all up in my shiznit
To you nosey Nikki's and you Peepin' Tom's
So, you know I'm about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb
7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4
He give me anything less than twenty-seven and he won't make it home
I been catchin' fights, I'm like twenty-six miles away from Rome
Christmas Day, I
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
break
Turn a bitch from a three to a eight
Money piling up in seven ways
Money piling up in seven ways
Three AM it's stakeout
Two waps in the ride cah we
they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
What do you need
the venom seeps deeper(deeper, deeper)
We both can seduce
But darling you hold me prisoner (prisoner)
I'm about to break
I can't stop this ache
I'm
sense of time with you and I
It's zero gravity
You make it
So easy
To just drift away
I can't
Imagine
Being without you
Don't think about it
Don't think
me cause I write the truth
No I would never lie to you
But it was never fine to lose you
And what a way to find out
It never came from my mouth
prayed up
It’s 180 yeah He turned it round
Turn up when you hear the sound
I just did a 180 I just did a 180
I just did a 180 I just did a 180
They’re
to get with me tonight
Cause now I'm that chick you'll never get to
Can't get what you want
So you're acting like a punk
You were too fly then so fly away
why you can't ignore me
Yeah, now you support'n me
When the tables turn
But I ain't the type let them bridges burn
And that's a lesson that you gotta
can't fuck around
You see me, you be yucking ducking up and down
What, these niggas know they can't fuck around
What, you niggas know you can't fuck
when you packed my car
You reached in the back and buckled up your heart
For me to drive away with
I began to understand why God died!
hoopties
Turn around and ride around in i8's
Nobody asked me if I was straight
Nobody asked me if I ate
Was trapped in the trap but I had to escape
Had
Go 7 30
Go 7 30
Go 7 30
Seven seconds to pop it off
Thirty minutes before I go crazy up in It
Zero seconds to gun you down
Don't be running crank up
Well, I no longer can recall
F C
All the times you made me crawl
(F) G G7
All
wanted the stars
Never shot for the moon
I like them right where they are
All I wanted was you
So baby just turn away
Because I can't face the truth
my whole dress code switch
So just in case you want to clock me like Sherry
All y'all crab bitches ain't got to worry
Can't get a nigga like Don
[Bizzy]
Could you tell me where you run to
(When it's rent time and I done spent mine baby)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When it's rent time
everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de
You can't see me on TV or live, niggas die when they try to come against me,
Never hide, in my own zone in my own dome,
In my mind I'm a Don, niggas
're far away
Your odds are never zero
To die a fallen hero
And turn into a star one day
You're heating up the fever
My broken-hearted dreamer
I'm dyin' when
the family tree
Betraying me is still hopeless
When I'm keeping the piety
You'll be enslaved with hypnosis
The goal is - killing the sins
Till I'm sittin up
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