Lyrics:
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
lives fixed by love
But it doesn't happen to you
Love's easy
Easy as ABC
But you should recall those subsequent letters like P
P is for your Prince
missing
The front of that paper I'm listed
That money you saved I flipped it
That check that you saved I drenched it
On bitches got Remy by da fiftys
We
meant it
Now I'm feeling like Jordan we always winning
ABC like big bro go get some chicken
ABC like bro all about a check
These bitches love Maniac I
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Fuckin' these hoes, yeah, I do that too
But I (but I) be by your side when you cry
We try to live in this lie
Holidays that go by, let 'em drink, a man
Out them streets tho
Aye look
She said she like women
Who likes other women
They some dawgs
Hate to love to do the most
I hate to love to get
(Get out them streets tho)
Ayy
Look
Ayy
She said she like women, who likes other women
They some dawgs
Hate to love to do the most
I hate to love
it's okay with me
Said she love me, told her don't play with me
Bitch I been learned my ABC's what you want?
Oh you want to smoke some dope?
LA, come
aw shit
Look at me and i just laugh and i say here we go again
Look at him
He start yelling asking who the fuck is this
I start spellin out my ABC's
Beating my chest
I'm papa
She know it
Free throwing
Shoot my shot let me go in
Hold up wait
I'm reloading
Mula baby yeah
I swear
I live and I die by this
then last one
Talking about you want one but you already had one you ungrateful
Bad company corrupts good morals you
Live in a box cause you stand in
where you live
I'll fly out and put the pipe down
Shit I'll book a flight right now
Bags packed, just let me know
Cause I'm down
Now I love it when
Awwwww yeeeaaahhh
Hahahaha
(Witcho head-ass)
Look, let me get straight into it (Into it)
I ain’t gotta say I’m great I let them do it (let them do
that I can't forget about on my way to the bank
Like look me in my eyes
And tell me what you see
These niggas think they G and barely know they ABC’s
a method to heal the hurting
Once dismissed by the mic surgeon
And twice was bitten by the kitten who remains uncertain
Remains a virgin
ABC
And 1... 2... 3
shit
What's the difference
Taught to live laugh love
And at times you
Have to love from a distance
The closer you get
Sometimes the closer the end gets
Hey, look who's here
This place is not my home
A change has got to come
Face hot with tears
How was I suppose to know?
The ABC's of love
Look at me
Look at me
Don't tell me love dont love me no more
My Eyes
They really cried
I know you tried
I know you cried
Im innocent as pure
bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass down
See many men live baby and many men die
Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high
Here's a jewel love
pass you by
Here's your life, you're gonna get it right
Live like you'll die tomorrow
Die knowing you'll live forever, live right
Love like
I Live like a goat
Yeah I Live like a goat
I Love like a goat
Yeah I Live like a goat
Yeah I Live like a goat
Yeah yeah I Live like a goat
Yeah I Live
son happy
So I put a fake smile on my face
Only if you knew my mental place
I wish you could live forever and never age
On second thought my Dad is
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