Lyrics:
means "victory helper"
Whole name means "protector"
Shorten it by two letters, without the I-R at the end
The reincarnated Gil Scott livin' in
Constantinople
Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Every gal in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
"Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu mean by
A somber shade my heart becomes
a deadly place with no peace
i cry because my only hope departs with me
so at times I scream, I, I mean on paper
I
This the last time that imma
Tell you that I'm batshit
Mad for my passion
Don't ask me bout my anxious
Left it in the past tense
Tens in my area
I'm
they thinking how we get this far?
We was just down by three and they thought we took a loss
They couldn't deem me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
yea, scared money don't make money papa, you gotta put that up tho
Yea boy I think they reaching again
Ey, what's the reason that they peeking again
Welcome to winter time
In my home
where everybody out here
trying to get they want
welcome to winter time
in this place, where people end your live
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
can't win
And left wondering when this pain will ever end
Look again, it's cause of our sin we can't win
Our lives hangs in the wind, stuck in the lion's
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
trembling
The power of the truth was shooting through my Timberlands
Here was my Lord Jesus Christ, my best friend again, come on
Lord, you mean
each other again
Oh what did they do that for
Time and Money
The cure for one means you lose the other
Time and Money
The cure for one means you lose
like an animal all day
'Til you're with me again, you know I'll be goin' crazy!
You've been gone, not such a long time
Blew my mind, left me so lonely
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make
and the honeydew
Time goes by and I still call for you
Wishing we could go back to a simpler time
Back when street lights came on by 9
Yellowbrick roads
Then leave by '11'on the strangest shit
Look, We both know i made you
8 ball on iPhone only time i played you
Showed you all my cards i put em all
Then leave by ‘11’on the strangest shit
Look, We both know i made you
8 ball on iPhone only time i played you
Showed you all my cards i put em all
math to quantify you
In 2005, you saved lives by the Bayou
I know you in the mouth of the spouse singing, "I do"
The most vital is how I describe you
No more night time running
Lil' man grown now, holdin' my own weight
Since a lil' youngin' I was all about this cake
Get it by any means, gotta get
with nine coked extorting
Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin' out the chalk
You never seen time I travel across the mean crime
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