Lyrics:
on the ground
It's much better by far to be just who your are
Chorus:
The other man's grass is always greener
The sun shines brighter on the other side
Kendrick Lamar
But you can say fuck that shit nigga
I'm just going hard you niggas?
Niggas claiming they don't fuck with me
Better get physical when I'm
arms
Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Send me a naked picture by the U.S. mail
Write a pornographic letter, You know I won't tell
Keep Your legs
loyal
I think you do too much for someone who don't do shit for you, girl
And that's real
That ain't the way love supposed to feel
But you say he's
you'll find
Who's goin' home with you tonight?
I changed all the credit cards
And switched the lock to all my doors
You thought my heart would be
your pics
Then blocked your number from my phone
Yeah yeah, you took all you could get
But you ain't getting this love no more
'Cause now I'm living
the Jim Browski
(Who? Jenny?)
No, not propulated
A horrible creature that must be penetrated
He gets all into ya, then he tries to do ya
You better run
it
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
Honest. Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin
And he can't dress dog who styled 'em
It was
dealt
You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could
to the streets, huh
Stolen by a girl, I admit that I'm fuckin' weak
I'm fuckin' weak
Argue with Jason, and it end with, "I love you"
Argue with my brother,
know you better than this
I could be here when you call
I'll make you top of the list
And in the crash of the dark
I'll be your light in the mist
I
it
But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace
Honest. Stealing +BIG+ shit, he made 2 albums, you wildin'
And he can't dress dog who styled 'em
a seven in the face but a ten in the ass
And she even look better by the end of my glass (damn)
See, I just walked in fresher than the Certs off in this
the Jim Browski
(Who? Jenny?)
No, not propulated
A horrible creature that must be penetrated
He gets all into ya, then he tries to do ya
You better run
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
know you better than this
I could be here when you call
I'll make you top of the list
And in the crash of the dark
I'll be your light in the mist
I
on the street
To anyone whom you might meet
Who'd love to try and get inside
And bust your innocence open wide
'Cause my baby's got a locomotive
My baby's
could be free, truly
Then love could wash away all the sorrows
I'm not afraid to bleed
If it means, we'll make a better today not tomorrow
One day I
comedy
Of strangers posing as friends
I know they don't know who I am
Hurry, it's time to make your move boy
Hurry, you better get along with it soon
Who could look at your soul, just by looking at you
I heard she got these niggas falling at her feet
She knows that no one with her golden crown
was.
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing.
I wonder if we did the right thing,
Oh, well, that's life, I guess,
I
'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch
You could die from love, at any given
to get tempted
By love and flarе up
I just want to know that this is real
And you'll do what you must
I don't want to be in the limеlight
But I'll be
Cracking right here fuck V.I.P
Now when my baby loves me
Home wit tears in her eyes
And when I get in, I hurt her more by tellin her lies
She ain't
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