Lyrics:
the evening
Best believe they coming for my dogs in the morning
And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn me? Getting
I don't feel life at all
Why I need alcohol
I-I'm obsessed and I'm terrified
Demons in my head no I cannot lie
Fighting over text so she said goodbye
Floyd hit 'em
It was never beef everything was soy wit 'em
Ex rhythm hunter, used to enjoy rhythm,
As the years went by he learned more wisdom
Always
thank you
For the "hate yous" and the tattoos
Oh baby, I'm cool by the way
Ain't sure I loved you anyway
Go 'head, babe, I'ma live my life, my life, yeah
just mixed a Sprite, okay
I don't wanna play with my life, okay
Half a million dollars on sight, okay
I can rely on my dawg, my ex gon' go, he gettin'
You walk around like you know me Keep calling me by Toni
You take two steps back you're not so Tough
The newspapers got a Headline and it says you
to get her
The beach front estate, mega yacht by the lake
The safe in the floor with a life time of cake
Wifey emailing, make my side vibrate
Cats
through some smartphone
Full grown
Clean life, ex wife
Treats me like some dull knife
That ain't right
My privilege is done
I don't know that I
through some smartphone
Full grown
Clean life, ex wife
Treats me like some dull knife
That ain't right
My privilege is done
I don't know that I
Strikes, walkin' close to my third, I live a trouble life
And if you dream be a part of my team
From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex
Boomin OnTheTrack
Loubie nos meus pés, dão-me um valor que a minha ex nunca me deu
Ela chupa até um gajo deitar mel
Com a baby dum nigga no quarto do
on some, "Stay solid" shit, used to make play by the colleges
JP brought Mason Turner, our sense the road was a major earner
Nigga, my life full
raw dick ya?
You must be crazy, smokin that chronic
I take you to the motel, and put my rubber on it
and hope it don't bust, so I can stay alive
a four door DeLorean
It's the cinnamon smorgasbord when I hit record
I need a Dior private resort
By age four my favorite shape was a trapezoid
Riff
my neighbor mel did i'll have to heave
A regretful sigh
And say sometimes
I feel like my life
Just passed me by
I'm already gone
That old
'bout my life, she left me cold with no sweater
How you gon' look down on my ex but you ain't treat me no better
I put my gang up on my back, bitch, you
Walking by myself in the middle of the world
Keeping my head high to see the dream world
My ex-bitch did me cold left me in a twirl
Now I'm on my own
moving bricks
Screw a chick .go outside and give the coupe a kiss!
Can't pop fly, I get my socks tied
I'm being watched by news 1, fox 5
CNN, NBC, CBS
my eyes, life's fucking with my mental
At least when I smile I got gold all on my dental
And my squad they always roll with heavy metals
Got some ex's
You should know baby girl you're the one for me
Heat for the cold. You're the sun to me
Forget what your ex man did to you. I'll forget what my ex
My weak heart can't take it, got a life long sentance
Boy genius grown up, and I fight with a vengeance
[Chorus]
Yo, I got steel toe wallies
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
the backroom realm.
I can't breathe, fear rises
As I stare at my face in the old stained mirror
The truth comes, I realize
Life is not eternal , I realize
And I
can't hate you
You know life is one time, you can't take two
You seem to think cause you ain't fuckin' mo'
That some other nigga's all up in yo' hoe
.jpg/257px-Bo_Diddley_(1957_publicity_portrait).jpg "Ellas McDaniel")
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