Lyrics:
(on you)
But if that nigga only knew (only knew)
You've got a lot of freak in you, baby
Well now it's startin' to rain, I pop the roof
to get next to them, sometimes I want to drive them all away
Say: You're not my ghosts, I live in Sunny California, I drive a 1992 Red Chevrolet
I
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
the face but she need a little booty
I got a brown chick that used to sell that white
I told her if she go to jail then she failed at life
I met her
voice
Asking myself up on the daily like can I live without you?
I'm thrilled by our sex, but more in love with what we go through
Look how far we
'em in satin, they be gone by the morning
Federal subpoenas while SWATs kick the doors in
Fuck up the sheets, the electric tapes to your door though
I
'em in satin, they be gone by the morning
Federal subpoenas while SWATs kick the doors in
Fuck up the sheets, the electric tapes to your door though
I
'll give it all I've got
Gloria, Gloria
It rots
Victoria, Victoria
It lives in all of us
Gloria, Gloria
It rots
Victoria, Victoria
It lives in all
nice I'm outta the classroom
Got 'em jumping up and down they love me at Wazzu
Break necks make checks, boy you testing me
I'll haunt you in your
to play, now whatcha got
Wish I had you to serenade by Galapagos waves
Something new to celebrate, we rejoice in your name
All the plays that we made,
live that life or you just wanna oh "I'll just wait till they die or something"
Like no bro
They're by your side now bro
Why the fuck you gonna wait till
about what we share. the physics can't be done by
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and
one by one we got to live on that,
‘Cause our lives suck!
[Christmas Eve]
Your lives suck?
I hearing you correctly? Hah!
I coming to this country, for opportunities,
Try to work in Korean
the doctor my mama expects, will I give my dad a little bit of pride
Will I find the love that everyone desires, I Just wanna find
Will I get my purpouse in
going real fast
This is rose that you pick that you'll never give back
I got homies way in Seattle living
We got hummus dippin' to jerk chicken
Got
when you’re fucking depressed
You start overthinking, get up all in your head
And every little thing makes you want it to end
But I know your secret,
would burn me
Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key
But my word is bond, that's the code of the street
Guard at the gate, live in a mansion
Rap
of the treachery and walls you keep in
So trade your typical for something colorful
And if it's crazy, live a little crazy
You can play it sensible, a king
live in Seattle
This is lyric battle
Father an daughter jackal
So don’t be an asshole
What the hell is going on
Cuz all I hear is garbage
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
I can do long term But I still want my soulmate
Just cut me off cause I don't think I'll ever change
No one by my side I feel like Alicia Keys
I don't
Let's get this dough, and live it up [Repeats]
Yeah, live it up now, yeah
You know when you got shorty in the passenger side of the whip
You bouncing
'm fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
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