Lyrics:
goodbye, chain-smoking cigarettes
We lie, pretend it's alright
I say you'll always be mine, don't know what happens next
We'll find some way to get by
Look at you
Different day but same damn bags
You're on my porch
And I don't even have to ask
I see tears in your eyes
As you come inside
okay by myself
But that don't mean that I can't tell that you
You are unbelievable
Best believe I could buy myself a car and a house
Anything where
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
the fear erase us
Adopted by the slums
Son of guns this is how they raised us
Yo son we gotta raise up
Don't let them just array us
'Til we raisins in
as Allah's my third eye
Black is back and P-Dog'll never die
Who said that you can't do this
Can't be wise or be for the movement
Games I won't have so don't
the town to decide
I'm afflicted by the curse.
And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground.
And the birds don't sing, no they don't make a sound.
Don't want to be on no rooftop
Frying in the afternoon sun
Don't want to sit by no fountain
Listening to the man-made stream run
Just want
forget bout the spliff and I tell ya'll
Should I spell ya'll fake ass bustas before I see ya
And I can tell by the scent in the air I don't want
Luchion
Yo I don't toss it when I pop I just run up in the spot
Pour acid on my glock and start burying the pot
In the back yard, used to have
Hub niggaz for kilo's-and take they work
Play with me and they gon' have yo face on a shirt
I don't play, won't play, I never did
I fucked up I
brother if you really haven't got the cash
Other men get all the chicken, and all you get is hash
[Verse 3]
I have a lot of woman, but I sure don't want
It's in your eyes, you want to cry
But you're afraid to let go
Sometime the past comes rushing back
Emotions overflow
You don't have to worry,
onstage, can pay the bail with a limp
y'all don't want to give it up to me now that I'm getting pumped
Run around like Calamine, the same old Dub
Do I know
honest with you now
Hangin' by a thread, am I?
Don't excuse this bad behavior
But tonight, I need a savior (oh)
And you're lookin' like a savior
baby's Ivanka!
They don't give a damn about a good nigga
They wanna take what you givin' and put you out in the river
Without a particular 'bout, I
have to try
To hurt me to make me feel ashamed
Oh, but someday by and by
You're gonna be the one to cry
And walk the floor and sadly call my name
figures
Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
I had
dull and don't slice like they should!
Madame: My neighbors have nice things, I've seen them myself.
In fact, I keep pictures up here on my shelf!
down, and watch you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last breath
Shouldn't have been around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place
the sex, girl we could Netflix, we could chill
I'm here to stay, I love you like you my kid
And by the way, I want you to have my kid
My homies told me
a number has taken my time, whoa
And there are things that I don't have the patience for
And when I go to my room I leave an open door
Cause I can't stand
Maybe you don't know me any more than I know you
And I wouldn't blame you if you walked away
I've been watching you all evening with those
So you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity
But mentally you don't have the hip hop energy
With a tendency to make up stories
Sounding
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