Lyrics:
Fuck that turn the other cheek, I'ma cock back and squeeze
Before they do the same to me or to another POC (Brrr)
Even with success I'm just still
niggas commisary
Niggas ain't feelin me, I ain't feelin you either
You ain't my brother, FUCK IT!
Let's grab the nines and try to murder each other
Houston..
We have another
Problem..
In ten 9 9 9 & 8 7 6
5 4 3 2 1 &
4 3 2 1 &
cbort abort abort
cbort abort abort
It's just me and you
daring to live in color
But we call each other brother, stop lying
Facebooking my body if I laid shot, dying
Never heard of my music til I’m dead, stop
side by side
On your bed like we did
5 months ago..the wrappers we tried to hide
Found by her your “ex”
In room 5709
Did you make that same promise
lock n' load, lets ride
Orange cones and yellow tape
Palm trees swayin', passers by all look the other way
Nobody speak to police this or any other
a better place
Maybe if we stop dividing each other by religion sex and race
trapped it out
I'm from the bricks
Got that Pacquiao it's dense
Meet me back around the fence
Trying to stack and count my chips but she keep naggin bout
wildly at his wrist, then put it
Down; there were two long haired women
Holding back the traffic just behind me
With their bare hand, the machines came
James 5:16 says
"Confess your sins to each other and pray for each other
So that you may be healed
The earnest prayer of a righteous person has
Chorus: (0:15)
Thought we were planning on meeting and seeing each other or some by the end of the month,
You canceled last minute and now I’m left
But roles played by gamers
Purchasing paralleled universes
First. Acquire a handheld console
2. Power on
Five. Name yourself, your avatar doesn't know
(For they'd left their tails behind them) And then to the fields behind them
VERSE 4
(It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray
Into a meadow that was
May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-are-S-E-why
Because you niggas know me I'm the da gan ya dee
Sixteen five four three five
big checks off to the side
With my ride or die for life, always been right by my side
Got a crew behind my back, we ain't in it for the prize
but with
of the spectacle
Anxiety and I had known each other for years
I would always be able to distinguish the cold, painful feeling of its clutch
But the pain felt
We could do a dinner and a movie
If you wanna boo
Get to know each other better
When on the rendezvous
White sand beaches
If you wanna do the tropical
potholes
Tryna feel each other out always going full throttle
Baby ima fight for all of that
Bitch I love yo ass
And we been to hell and back
I stayed solid
and unfinished sculptures, or even cups of unfinished tea, seem to create scenes between each other, as if everything had its place and personal meaning here.
Niggas steady getting chopped
Losin' they life behind stupid shit
Ain't that a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig split
And it's a shame
Killin' has
get the picture
But with no subscription
It started with me and my momma
All we ever had was each other
Till my daddy came home took us straight out
read
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7
Those are the only numbers you know
You can write your name with capital letters
The other letters are mixed up in your
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
style on a bearskin rug
Up and down stairs in the back of a limo
On interstate 5 on the way to San Francisco
You make me go crazy baby
When I see
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