Lyrics:
I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace
A melodic feel
Calm an anger
I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace
A melodic feel
Calm an anger
[Chorus]
This for my niggas on the block dodging one time
Grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
Put ya middle fingers in the air one time
I had a dream last night we
Drove out to see Las Vegas
We lost ourselves in the bright lights
I wish you could have seen us
Beggin' for change to get
from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo'
breaking down
Cause now I lost a friend
It all came back to me now that we're done
This will be the last time we're making love
When you close your eyes
to hold u
(365) spent ur last night together
Now you've got me on
365 on a perfect night w u by my side, so right
365 still I can't decide if i'll be
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
at least to fund that one last New Year's party
It's hard to perfect your family recipe when you're dodging distant relativity
Fighting termites in your
it by ear
Lost all my sense of control
Just tell me what I wanna hear
straight 4K (Pose)
Yea them extendos came crocheted baby
Make a play make a change
David Blaine same day new strains
Lost two brodies to the system
One came
black as the strap I'm using to hit the rival
Last album was great but I know this one is greater
I made it this far as a great tastemaker without
tanks, fifty thousand dollar fish up in 'em
My team was built to win
Hit your broad with that venom, pro clubs and Levi denims
You can tell by our women
intoxicated una dank
I took two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E
Now Stephen K-I-N-G had the story all wrong
Blood last five points, I'm gone
[Perfect Hell]
As I arrive in the electric bubble, on a metal sheet
Kneeling down, sent back by the Elohim
Green thumbs, black lips, cigarilla weed
from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo'
aching summer
Our naked bodies, yours pressed against mine
I rather sleep until December
At least by then some time will have passed by
Time will have
Since the last time we erupted
I lost hope that we can fix this
You projected onto me
A selfish fantasy
Of a perfect family
It cost my identity
Anytime
The last two days we didn't speak
And this is the third time this week
That you left me out here by the porch
Your sister Anne can die in a fire
Don't
Something's wrong, how you look through me
I'll pretend, living my life care-free
I do like you, but I'm not like you
What can I say, At least I've got Love,
is gaining traction
While the lost don't play
They lose the game
Don't fade out, we'll go off script
The last scene's behind our silent lips
We're
ten, so I rarely give good advice
(I was by myself last night)
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount
illegal
On the grind sliding by the 5 O like they feeble
Pushing half grams
Like I was Pablo with a kilo
Last bag I fronted
I was 5 grand short for
I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on Cops
Got chased by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I hate the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole
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