Lyrics:
ever love
You see the world outside can be cold and very lonely
And it gets real bad
And it makes me sad, but
Whether or not the world gets better
Real niggas do not deserve pussy
Meaning it's more, you see right through walls
Ain't talkin' about pussy
Meaning you deserve the whole box
dreader than dread now
I forward on the scene
I'll do it real keen
[Red, red, red, redder than red]
I won't do no wrong
I'll always be beside you
free
The promo man won't let us us be
If the people who knew could get away
I'm real sure they'd leave today
Now come on down and lose your mental
cliques wished that they became us
I wanna be that boy from Canada to Japan
Shout outs to Troy, he's my number #1 fan
The East to the West in a span for
You won't find it by yourself
You're gonna need some help
And you won't fail with me around
Come on let's go
I will tell you if you change
could've screamed without a sound
I found myself silenced by those things they say
But I woke up to the real life
And I realized It's not worth running
niggas
We choppin heads, ain't scared to kill niggas
For real nigga, slow it down and we'll be fine
You can have my blood, drank up cause it is wine
Your
relationship a fake, or real as the heavens be?
See I got to question it all; family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow,
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real (yo mama, bitch)
Never meant
(can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ac's (can it be that it was all so
we lost and have no meaning
We know we need to let go
It's the end of the road, don't go back
We can get by on our own.
You and I
Just can't be
tears you're crying
Time and time again you take me back in baby
You don't have to make it plain
This is not real love
Look at us dancing baby
of syrup
Run up get murked
I got time on my wrist and it's an Audemar
I just spent ten bricks on a foreign car
I got rugs by the door, Versace
smoking, feeling high
In this moment it feels so right
Lovely lady
I am at your feet
God I want you so badly
I wonder this
Could tomorrow be
So
Now you're gettin' real close
Baby, I am on the way
Now that I've got
You right here
I won't let you down, down
Don't be surprised, baby, it's
feeling high
In this moment it feels so right
Lovely lady
I am at your feet
God I want you so badly
I wonder this
Could tomorrow be
So wondrous
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you
on a frozen stoop
He gets the walk-on-by from the business suit
See it happening every day, it don't have to be that way
Got a bomb for me and two for you
they still feel us
It's real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
You're talking nonsense to walking bomb threats
Contacts was blown by
Take the bassline out, uh-huh
Jigga (bounce wit it), uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh, yeah
Let it bump, though
It's the hard knock life (uh-huh) for us
Maybe she can come help you
Maybe she can come lick you
After we're done
What's done is done
I don't want nothing else to do with it
Let me tell
The G-500 is my favorite toy
'Cause it don't look like a thug or a hood
But he keep dem gorilla's so we still be good
By the way my name is K, don't forget
I tell you I can visualize it all
This couldn't be a dream, far too real it all seems
But it was just my imagination, once again
Runnin' away
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