Lyrics:
Ahmaud Arbery
Was jogging then was shot
After being chased by two white men
In a pick up truck
In the state of Georgia
An open-carry state
He looked
a fight
Sneak in her room while her mama's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says 'ouch'
She tries to resist, but then all he does is
there's billions out there waitin in a room
But I'm living modest to my dream have to face it live it through
Fridge was empty but my bank account got hella
noise, I'm the one that's coming up in the city
I was dead broke bro I didn't have a penny
I'm coming for necks I ain't showing no pity
Yeah, I'm coming
Love the mafioso movies
Grew up thinkin' shit was normal
Til I seen us do the same
Then we get locked or George Floyded
Give a fuck about these views
If
ridiculed/In public housing my kitchen was in the living room/n I slept in the living room/go to sleep to the smell of a chicken grease /after it's dumped down
back to George every sin he's being question
Just so I can make y'all think what If that was you or me?
That would be a different story
For your family
dramatic (George)
I've been in the cockpit, I been in the cabin (right)
Take the eagle out just to ride around the planet (right)
Damn, I'm like Kirby,
we hadn't fuckin ah 10 piece was gone suffice then
I'm tapped in
I bought that bitch a bag was off the backend
Shit watch me go in
My lil bitch she
forgotten
This for Ronell Foster. Cat Daddy. rest and prosper
This a problem we can’t avoid. I’m screaming 4 George Floyd
We protest in streets til the system
Stand in your lobby unsuspected, you get neglected
Traffic was hectic
Order room service, transfer quick to Holiday Inn
Check out time nine
once again
Once there was a dragon and it terrorized the villagers
The princess was in danger till St. George came to rescue her
He rode his mighty
The bitch say she love me, I'm like, what for
Shot him in his legs, he started rolling, he was 6'4"
Bro, the cash-due ops had a turn like the twin towers
Why
soul who's adrift in the storm.
Chorus:
Help everybody, so they all get some action,
Some love on the weekend, some real satisfaction.
Female soprano:
the chair and then I break out the kush
I hope she like banana, 'cause I got that Fruit by the Foot
Now, she say she love me, well, I love her when
beware of my intent
I'm not too deep in all that violence
But trust I'm with the shits
I got a question
It's solid
Curious as a George
When U was in
ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart
I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym
raised in a lower middle class family with only one
brother Michael whom I love dearly.
He was five years my senior.
My father's nickname was Red which I
stare of a dog whose day is done
As he watered the green stuff in his glass and the drops fell one by one
Then I got to figgering who he was and wondering
of 06' had denim shoes
Back when we would need a permission slips to leave the room
Saw my black brothers in different crews
Started riding a black BMX
rules
Eton Wankers,
I can't stand these private schools
George is leaving Eton
The boy is now a man
He'll make his name in the world
By any means he can
the fly, one that's among that will make you feel high
boogie on down, tell me why is that,even george know that the dog chase cats
got you in the mix, you
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
on zoom
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come back with his goons
Put
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