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Ride or die, promise to always have you by my side
Lord knows we done been through this too many times
My down chick, my gangster bitch that's
touch the ground
We gotta smell the air
Throw your arms around your loved ones
And show you really care
We gotta slow down
You've gotta slow down
Your
In the calm of darkness
When the time is slowing down and it's cold
No matter who you are
You cope with your own burdens
And thoughts may turn
slovak' lock it down, lames get off
Jewelry match, range rack, Fist of Fury-act
Don Po, 600 glow, Wally Mack
Poly like that, It's real, diabolical
with me?
Had to dumb the flow down for the dummies
And the lazy intellects
Who don't read Complex
Since print went out of style
And digital went wild
crashed home and cruised your world
But you can't get the Belfast out of the girl
This is how you throw her, you think you know her
Empty as wire,
Malevolent dogs go meet me in the car
Gridline guidelines in your arm
I need my shit numb
I need my shit loud
I got a ragged handout
Throw it in the crowd
I
Your head's in the way of my mind
And by the way I'm fine
But I'm a liar
And I'm trying
So give me a brand name and
I'll wrap my arms around
Under my arm, over my chest
Your hair against my cheek
Roll DVR as we obsess
About our shows this week
Could it be right to be
So lucky, so sugar
Girl, keep it goin', keep it goin' down-down
Throw that ass in a circle, throw it round-round
Shake that ass in the crowd, shake the ground-ground
Shorty
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
Still you wouldn't admit it ....till the night I
Found you
Black & Blue up your whole arm
Blood and tears both stain the marble floor
Nothing but
later
And throw the shit down in the incinerator
Then I'm off with the drugs and ends
Now it's time to get some motherfuckin' revenge
To the nigga
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
I feel like the fruit on ground
Looking up at you now
Wondering if your arms are tired or feel heavier now
As you hold your dreams and your hopes for
have to be free
You'd still be free as a bird
I would never cramp your style
You could go your own sweet way
I'd come by once in a while
I'm sure you
feel like catching em all
Y'all throw your elbows, till your arms fall off
Till the club start sweating, and people get hauled off
It don't matter
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw the dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
Chasin' pavement down a westbound route
Eatin' breakfast by the light of the moon
But this old rig, she's hummin' me a tune
I play the aces hidden up
a diamond baller, I bear arms
When the god ??? ??? ???
The game is me, cause the game I eat breathe sleep
Wake up, conceal the heat and throw a blade in my
heard and failed
You know it's funny, I got my guns, better arm yourself
Most don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do?
Don't you know this
you agree
I just fuckin guarantee that ima live like i am free
I don't care if I'm your cup of tea
Can't pin me down for 1,2,3
During quarantine call me
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