Lyrics:
bomb spray
It's all love but I still had to part ways
Woooh gotta get to this money no time to just parlay
To them five bedroom cribs from apartments
cost to much Ian stopping
This a five bedroom
Not no apartment
Looking for a come up wrong Department
Bitches worried bout a tag
While I been legit
on linoleum tile
garbage bags from the church filled with jeans
family of five two bedroom apartment
the woman's world comes apart at the seams
mothers
tried/
When we didn't have cable, bought Dvd for the five/
2 bedroom apartments, no beds inside/
My mama did it all up on her own, yea my daddy had died/
needed the attention, spark my jay and reminisce
On the good times (Good times)
Before I realized we was poor (Poor)
Five deep in a two bedroom apartment
This for the baby mothers, broken hearted
Five seeds in a one bedroom apartment
I feel the hunger of my brothers eatin' out the garbage
And all my
time, my hood...it's trippin'
Thinkin I've changed, crossed niggaz
Where we go wrong
[Verse 1]
I'm from that two-bedroom apartment, Marcy
5-3-4, that
Im so tired of These fuck niggas
Stay capping like they got shit.
But can't move no weight
Staying at momma house or stack up 5 deep and a 2bedroom
necklace, and the watch
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) Eight niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in
I was living in the forest
but now I have two bedroom apartment
I was living in the forest
but now I have two bedroom apartment
I was living in
Every day she takes a morning bath she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day
Every day she takes a morning bath she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day
you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down, it was
(I don't wanna be 20-something
And still in my head about
17 in my bedroom talking
You said that by now, we'd
Paint the walls of our shared apartment
you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down, it was
you, a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down, it was
Recorded in a bedroom
Recorded in apartments
Recorded in a bedroom
Recorded in apartments
Recorded in a bedroom
Recorded in apartments
Recorded in
ya mans?
How long has that all
Been inside your family's house?
And she know you an apartment kid
It's never been a place where you brought your
you - A crescendo Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet ( uh!)
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It
bedroom
(I'm bout to feed you to my bedroom)
I'm bout to feed you to my bedroom
(my bedroom feed you to my bedroom)
Baby I know you got a 9 to 5
I can
covers, Momma, there's a monster living in my brothers bedroom
We didn't see him at first, but he was always there
needing only to be fed once to rise from
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
I've been in my bedroom makin bops
Tryna slow me down, but homie, I can't stop
I was made for this, I could do this til I drop
Maybe these songs from
on my thigh, I wanna do what you wanna do
Black chain in my face, we're in your bedroom
Your hand on my neck, I just wanna feel you
Five minutes later,
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