Lyrics:
Yo, as I fight for my peace of mind I keep my guard up from love or feelings
I'm a young, black king not an eediat, so my hearts cold like a winters
got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix
Bad Boys
my firm belief
That the only thing we have to fear
Is fear it'self nameless
Unreasoning, unjustified terror
Which paralyzes needed efforts to
Convert
my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
I-i-i got issues so I put 'em online
You wouldn't last a second living in my mind
You
my life, a lot, and things could have been so much worse for me. I did have the generosity of people that try to keep me safe. There's a story my
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
feel alive (Bounce)
You will be the last thing on my mind (Bounce)
No regrets, do you know what that means?
Well, it’s hot, it’s loud, it’s wild
We
then I seen them the last time
Then selling dimes, now it's quarter keys, stacking G's
In the South Indies
My nigga them folks riding bicycles among
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
life
Fuck what you heard, my mind is on money
Might crack a smile but ain't a thing funny
Caught up in the mix where
Your hands'll get muddy kill son
be my last song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin' white boys, bumpin' dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight,
This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more
the last thing on your mind
You got caught kid
Livin' in these danger times
It's that reality (dan danger times)
It's that reality (dan danger times)
It's
as intoxicated by my own
fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone
and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind
thinking of what would happen
to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
is my racks yeah
It might be a sin to get money
Cause lately my demons been catching up
I mix up brand names and different designers I really don't
Broke is a state of mind
Look
Last summer I was broke this the last time
Last winter I was down was a bad time (Im loosing my mind)
I remember
You fuck with my gang then you bound to get chalked
And he stopped breathing
Put no effort
Sometimes things don't last forever
And she can't see me
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