Lyrics:
the pills and liquor 'til we black out
My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight, I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you
a situation
Where when you attack one black man
You are attacking all black men
And this type of black thinking will cause
All black people to stick together
graduation
Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl
Well, it wasn't two weeks after
girl call, feelin' she mad, she threw the ring out
How she found out, she dreamt the whole thing out
Y'all be goin' through problems you gotta work
Not wearing two chains, but I keep it TRU
Real niggas with me my real bitches, too
Out for Trump change, yeah, I gotta eat
Patience is a virtue
make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God'll prob'ly have me on some real strict
there, my lover's prayer,
And my soul is divided in two.
With my love on the line
I send it all over the world,
Out on the air.
'Cause I
style, sippin' yac, top of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em' like that therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, I'm just a hustler
[Verse 1]
I'm goin
Yeah viagra? 2 Chainz!
Pull up in your city askin' bout my back-then
I pull it out your girl tell
Me put it back in
Hair weave killer have me puttin'
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
Damn back again up on track again
? 'round the bend
Some of y'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set out of sight out of mind
Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from
the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out)
If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the beef
Put it all in a pot and boil it on a D. Dot beat (hit me
Threw on my white socks, with my all blue Chucks
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no
I went back in, I forgot my indo
Then I dilly (dally), I
fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock 'n'
dance off
Goin' with the wizzin, juice with the gizzin'
Rides til' i'm risen, strong with the pizzen'
You don't know, oh, I fucked your hizzoe
Timbo,
fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll
Despite all the amputations
You know you could just go out
And dance to a rock 'n'
Pulled it out and she trained to go
Bitch trippin', get 8 to 60
She'll stop predictin' my 84
My eyes red and my mass black
And that loud pack, the bitch
of faith might lead
I got a you shaped hole inside
I swear, it gets deeper by the day
Flickin' cigarettes out the window, goin' no where in this lonely
and they be buggin'
I've done it all
From mackin' two hoes on a three-way
Dominican hoes on freeway
Country hoes in VA
And they all say the same
the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from
to me and I'll dust her
Pops got the LP phat, track on hit
Laid by the motherfuckin' Bobcat
Ninety-three suckas want me to go out
Throw the ho out
up?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we
time has run out
Wishing the clock would stand still, the world can wait
Wasting away once again, once lived as friends
As time passes by, regrets
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