Lyrics:
Looking for a star but it's just too dark
When streams get a little bit wider
In her side to swim across the water
And the scars get a little bit deeper
and what would it be without you
You finished, I ain't tryna repeat this
Just 'cause I'm cool, shouldn't take my kindness for weakness (oh shit)
It was
by the amazing Micheal Christopher
Yeah
Temperature rising like the sun in the morning
Like its past my curfew baby girl im going in
Passion is
the excavation
Plant it back in your back with a lacking of hesitation
Man
Free education, I'm leading 'em by example and
Know they can't stand me, but hallelujah
Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man
Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man
Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man
Shit, I'd a copped
Looking for a star but it's just too dark
When streams get a little bit wider
In her side to swim across the water
And the scars get a little bit deeper
One shot of Jameson till my body gives out
One more note till my family figures it all out
I'm not like this by design I finally resign
Till they
all by myself
Just 5 years old but I sure am cold
My mom's out cooking steak for someone else
Sure am sleepy but I'mma wait till mama come
Eh, the rich
claw
Sometimes an albatross
I will pass my old age by a pale two-bar fire
Patiently waiting to die
Twitching the lace as the schoolgirls go past
Jesus on the cross
And two thieves hung by his side
One of them cried save yourself
And us if you're the Christ
Then the other turned to Jesus
a bottle daily
For all the shit I keep bottled in lately
Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (I'm stressin' too, homie)
Most of my homies died, the rest
to set me free
I wanna know what I'm meant to be
But I'm too lonely to cry right now
I don't know what I'm waking for
Is this really all life has in store
Ewwwww noooooo
Heat is rising
I am dying
Feeling like
I'm Falling
For the same old tricks
But it's good because I love ya
Eww nooo
Why does it
and shake us, I met this freak in Vegas
She said her name was Donna
She was a built little freak from China
I said I don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so
We've lost too many soldiers
Ooh the nations getting colder
Affected by political crime
I was forced to cross the Nile
They labelled it a war tone zone
You're a broke lil lizard too
Reptile killaaaa
If you tryna drain my power
Huh you gone lose
I'm surrounded by these witches but they all green
I don't let
I am spinning around in a circle
The same old routine here day after day
Yes I am looking for change this may sound strange
I could pivot turn
glean
A yung player with big bucks
You can tell im a pimp
By the way that I walk
You can tell Im a playa by
The way that I talk you know
I'm super fly by
Boy to a man
Living life to my best
Praise to the lord
Got the cross on my neck
Open closed doors
Take a minute let's reflect
This my manifesto never
to the block, to pull up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look lifes a bitch, but im on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling
And one too many minutes to spare
I threw a line with my only dime
To shake the double cross I had to bear
But one of these days I'm gonna be free
From
coming through the door
Whats it for? (you know)
And I ain't talkin condom, nigga, I'm
Talkin 45 palm a nigga, launch a nigga back
Send him back home with
don't last
'Till the end of the road
This dead end
Same old place
Breaking me again
I'm feeling numb
I'm feeling numb
Why did you leave me
All by
to let the world know
That bebop and skattin' was an old school flow
Callaway was a dope MC, you didn't know?
Now that the years gone by some will try
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