Lyrics:
a dream by giving yaseven
The eloko I see in ya face is that beam is that heaven
I'm a different guy I know you've already heard
Oh merd though any little
you wonderin'
Shit (shit), you couldn't muster up enough thought
To take a dump during a brain fart, jump if you want
Urine in your face, all you had
get style.
cause you a simp and you don’t know that women love lies.
cause you a bitch and take bitches over your own guys.
you give her too much time
He looks suspicious
He says that James Chance is next to the wall
He looks like a deer that's gonna get hit by a car
He's always making a face when it
chemistry ain't flowing I can't be your guy
All my niggas fried box is hot as we just making sells
Ducking inna dodge
Make it by
Pills just keep me high
Bill
and they sweatin' faces
Around around the world, international faces
Yeah, now bust it
Yo, I took a look in the face of a girlie
The way she looks that
remember the look on your face
Momma when them doctors told you
I made it your son is gonna
Be aight he made it
I remembered then they come in there and they
to make noise
My heads a bit fried, so I let the tribe, come round I take boys
I’ve got my mates and date by my side
She has no waist and face that are
keep safe for Pete's sake
Black eye, my guy, say my man, he's gonna need steak
What's the hold up, beefcake? How long could this beef take
Shattered
know, which isn't awfully convincing
So I said to him, why don't you take this pocket cassette machine and walk around the block
And get a bit more
known you long enough to know
That look on your face
That says, "I don't want to see you for a couple of days"
So I left you alone, cleaned my
judged by your mug, they didn`t hear your case
Now face the wall -face the wall!-
Your face is against the law
You look at me I look at y`all
I
Some call me a modern anarchist
I prefer to think I'm a social arsonist
I'm not the guy motivated by an endgame
I guess that's what they call
The other side of me take a look at my past
When I heard this beat I had to take a trip down memory lane
Back when the sun used to shine before the rain came
Like that nigga from Desoto
I can see it all from your face like a GoPro
I done seen it all like I bought whole whole box season dawg
Look never
(The price I paid to be cold)
Nigga I ball so hard
(But u wish wish)
Nigga I ball so hard
(Closed)
Verse 1
Look at your boots
Your feeling like
on sticky and everything was loved, oh yeah
Look here now
Then on came the lights, hey
All the niggas and bitches in the party was feelin' high
Liffy
(yeah, yeah)
Kick it for a while but you know I can't stay
I can tell you want me by the look in your eyes
I can see the love dripping off of your
I'll pull up in that black truck and i'll wild out
Wild out open up the them back doors let them guys out
Guys out I only fuck with them type niggas
the play
We tryna stack this shit up by the thousands
You can't block the blessing, the fuck out my face
Know that a hustler do what it takes
If you walk in
Look forward to a bagel and a donut to eat
But as we strolling on the right side
A cop drives by real slow staring at us with the wide eyes
That look
they look at me like the golden child
Can't nobody hold me down, especially not right now
Certain shit is just too wild to reconcile
Take that, take
you started
No one's gonna take your place
Right here by my side
Baby take a look at my face
You're never gonna be broken-hearted
If you still
Yeah
Bad guy, with precision explain the definition
The indecision of this stressed case, what is a villain
A militant killer, charges to face, long
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