Lyrics:
You might think you bad and mean
But me and my family that's the team
Shillelagh
Shillelagh li li li
Shillelagh
Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Shillelagh
たまに remember
I'll be back where I belong
迷わず rollin'
Aim the bull don't miss a shot
The rest is up to you
La li la li la
Tickety tock tick tock
たまに remember
I'll be back where I belong
迷わず rollin'
Aim the bull don't miss a shot
The rest is up to you
La li la li la
Tickety tock tick tock
to everybody, shout to all y'all man, shout to Li'l Man, shout to (Miss Gartley) Dough Boy
Shout to Napo The Original 1500s, (Lupe), Bishop G
L-U-P-E, we still
from home
I surely miss my family
But I don't feel alone
Li li la dee, li li la di di
Da dee, li da dee di dee, li da di di da dee
through my veins
El Mundo Es Mi casa
Turning Ramen into pasta
Can’t nobody tell me nada
I’m a Florida boy going to Florida State
Only one in my family, I
Nothings played by the book only thing get read is green
Make sure the fam Gucci double g that
Its feeling like the modern day juicy I can see that
It’s
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
a long, long time and I never go dey give up on the love
I go buy designer, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Call you my miss malaika, baby (baby)
Anything that
a hundred handin' me my c-notes
The modern-day Gambino
I'm careful every step I take
You the nigga walk up in a shootout with some pepper spray
That'd be
a hundred handin' me my c-notes
The modern-day Gambino
I'm careful every step I take
You the nigga walk up in a shootout with some pepper spray
That'd be
a good song
To usher you through the gloom
When I see your face after the flight home
I know I'm not alone
When you call my name through the modern
commercial from GEICO
Flo Progressive no Al Bundy methods
but a modern family far from perfect
but close as motive of hands on shoulders
let me show ya
twenty-one I still need this joint
I miss my brother I lost him to Leukemia
Use to play fight I never won he always beat me up
Remember spending time with em,
a good song
To usher you through the gloom
When I see your face after the flight home
I know I'm not alone
When you call my name through the modern
life but
Hear me out I'll tell you why I feel the pain of modern times
This is happening.
Eyes are opening.
Minds and hearts keep
Fighting, growing.
the feelings in the dump truck, ah fuck!
Friends and family screaming at me telling me to wake up
But i'm having problems breaking out of this cycle
This girl
would never even miss me (miss me)
Crack vials in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' hookers by the miles (that's right)
But still my
would never even miss me (miss me)
Crack vials in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' hookers by the miles (that's right)
But still my
a portal
I knew they had the mindstate of mere mortals
My ears morphed to receptors that catch your
Every word about gravity control
And the families
Dell, murderess world wind of wit
Get the worse of I break it down bit by bit
Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I miss the modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute truth, is just
I fucking left
Everything I care about
I miss my friends I miss my family and imma make em proud
And sometimes I do great
Sometimes I get depressed
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