Lyrics:
you're whole
My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above
I
My world, rhyme vicious
White girl, team full of bad bitches
Drugs Gang, I'm in the zone
Aussie ho, I put my Country on
G shit, I'm what you
Taylors on and a whole lot of ice (ayy)
Just to get right, had to gamble with my life (ayy)
While you was thinkin' twice, I already rolled the dice (trap)
When she was the one with the gun
Stood by hoe when her momma would slap the lil bitch around just for the fun
Cool and tight with my sister
My whole
When she was the one with the gun
Stood by hoe when her momma would slap the Lil bitch around just for the fun
Cool and tight with my sister
My whole
fitting, snake
Make one of the curlers cry
They world gon' fry
The only thing you seeing from
My boroughs is fly
So when a nigga talk shit
Don't worry 'bout
Guteians change my whole profile
Left the dope pile, bet the guard be around for awhile
Firm Islamic, hit the croner of the Earth just like a comet
Verse
contract a disease and become infected
Or maybe that’s how you got your baby mother pregnant
The streets turned some best friends into my dead friends
through
And I pray you're still pure when I get back from Hollywood
I'm staying white as snow, I'm staying pure and whole
If you ain't around me you won't
columns spread over the whole area. And the sound of the actual explosions will reach you now.
War Correspondent 4:
We passed through village after
just practice
They only got half of my 16 badges
Eyo, let's go! Hoenn's gonna show you!
How we bring the balance to the world
'Cause you know, we can
don't like the way your life's going,
you don't like the way you are in the world,
anything around you,
you can check out anytime you like.
Animals
mother (mama)
I admit that I asked her how am I gonna get the world off my shoulder (oh)
She said son, don't you lose it (lose it)
Sometimes you gotta
shoulders
Trying to keep my heart pure but this world is making it colder
Young black man dodge your bullets trying to get older
And you wonder why we turn
yeah for a white girl
She got curls
Making my world
World go around
Around to fast
I might crash
Shit my bad
Sorry can't think that's a whole lotta ass
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
on everything I sit in
I love my nappy hair
I love the shit I wear
You gotta love the squad-ad girl
If she ain't giving love to the whole squad-ad
Get outta
straight from [?]
You know Guwap drop a Duwap, but kush still is my cologne
I turned a duecy to a tracy, with no scraping the side I'm scraping
I'm
turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around
Only few, I'm holding down
La de da de da de da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all
around and slide on my man's girl
Power over everything, the rules in a man's world
The color of your skin dominate in a white world
I wasted 6 months
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
myself but bitch I was on my own
Now I push shit bigger than the president
I'm at the white house known as my residence
I'm in the white house
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
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