Lyrics:
you on the phone
She call the police, restrainin order
50 feet, from my home
I tried, I ain't lyin
It's so sad that the heavens cryin, AYY!
Once
another play
But yea it hurts to say
Wont be happy till i reach my goal
Sad thing is i dont even know
If the day will ever even come
Until then i feel
and slap it
Grab you by the arm, pull you back on the couch
Nah I gotta stay strong, gotta stand my ground
But you look so good in my hoodie
I'm tryin' hard
daughter and tryin' to blame on how I was brought up
Like I'm a product of this environment, why ain't I shot up?
Got up today like, "Why you let me
you get me high
And you know when you sad, you could walk on by
I know we could make it right
And you know I've been feelin' on your vibe
And I don't
don't reach, might end up dyin
Been that nigga, ain't no tryin
T Finesse down for the lick I don't even gotta ask Crip, I know that he slidin'
Niggas
champagne shore washin' over me
It's a sweet sweet life livin' by the salty sea
One day you could be as lost as me
Change your geography and maybe you
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
know it's sad but I gotta pay the bills
Who gives a fuck about me jack or jill
[silkk]
You know what p, man you right
Cause if I live to see twenty-one,
the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done,
Now that you find, now that
with the paint in the balls
Catch you by the elevator and paint the hall
My BGS soldiers
Whippin' the big tanks to war
Grippin' shanks and swords
Quick
Diced pineapple, tonight you shall reach a height that the sky won't catch you
The highest form of my admiration
And I ain't no connoisseur but I'm
Waitin' - got a leash around my neck
Trainin' - I'll never be your pet
Dyin', sighin'
You got me flyin', cryin'
I've been waitin' - standing by
the plane lands
I don't wanna talk 'less you wanna
I don't really wanna simp for your number
Tryin' not to mess up
But I always mess up for ya
Mess up for
Exhausted when it’s hot
You can never say my song content’s a façade
I know myself by now, I’m no mirage
Whether or not I climb the charts
Is way up in
tryin just to get us
Like my eyes got this tint
It’s really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They don’t get my frown and that
Shit
games
Love has no instructions inside
Just us till we die
Life is not a show
'Cause you're not supposed to rewind
Tell me baby are we enemies
Sad to see
what’s ours,
Baby take my hands as we reach for the stars (Stars)
Right by your side, right your side,
Right by your side.
Every step you take,
I’ll be
yeah yeah
Yeah we miss You Mixxy,
yeah yeah yeah
pt 2V2
Choppin' up a new beat, working on a rhyme
I can do this all day without even tryin',
Yeah When
tryin', to see the bottom of this bottle of wine
And I know I'll see better days
Well I know you'll see things my way
And I know I'll see better days
Ooooooooooooo....killa [x2]
If you're down to glide and slide on the Clair, then let's ride
Tony Tone roll with Bone on the dark side
But when
I couldn't love you your way
Yeah, but you came to see me day by day
But now I miss you all the time
Ain't no heart can be as sad as mine
Ain't
a bit closer, we stare a lot longer
Reach for my drink and for a second we touch
Words are muttered I stutter 'cause I want you that much
The situation
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