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and CDs
Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas
So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees
Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID
You could
make sure all of them they fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son needs
reminisce like I was eighty five
Behind your dollar sign and tinted screen
I reminisce, I remi-, I reminisce
I know you, I know you hurt
I know you love
wanna leave
Getting on my nerves I told that bitch to let me be
No drive by's that lil nigga use his feet
That lil nigga so slime but he won't never drip
I believe you're just as forgiven as I am as I am
Yes and I believe our wrongs are remitted by the Lamb by the Lamb
He paid our sentence on the tree
eyes are warning signs
I hope I can tame you
Cuz I can tell by how you talk
You're unstable
Maybe I like unstable too
I can picture us assed out
side oh
By my side by my side
He is by my side He's by my side oh
By my side by my side
One more time say by my side, He's by my side
By my side by my
A heart is a drummer with no mates
And metronome and decency
It's not drumming in a soundproof suite
When the girl walks by the door it lacks
Yeah I'm fine when I'm hiding
Fine when I'm silent
A sign of the times read the news and it's violent
Before you sign along the dotted line read
All in a row
No sign of hope
Just the perfect case of uniformity
Not a toe out of line
We're just all acting fine
With a massive sense
Of fucked
there's a bold painted sign
It says try to be patient don't forget to choose sides
We got the loudest explosions that you've ever hear
We've got two dollar
We overcame by the blood we overcame in his name we overcame by the words of our Testimony
The chains are broken the storm is over no more limitations
culture
You know you're evil I want you to
Recognize that I'm a proud monkey
You vandalize my perception but can't
Take style from me
And this is more than
you stay
Coz nothing else matters
Baby don't let me down
Bring your love back around
How time goes by, no more signs
(Things really get better)
There's
by, niggas like "fifty don't play son"
"yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga..."
Max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
Bust a u-turn, I'm
I'm Lucci
47, gettin' more than a Medusa
48, have bitches sign my boots
49, still riding in them coupes
Been 50 shoot 50 nigga, just shoot
Send 51
tightly
Are you still bothered by the button on your coat?
Does it stay in place?
The more you fade away, the more I get lost
With no one else to blame
to regular she is
A longing bitch
Several days caught up in your gaze
Nullified by the excitement protruding
Years mark the signs of fruitless efforts made
Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas
So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees
Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID
You could tell
sit back fuck u pay me
2 Knocks no more, before couldn't afford ahh
Cut the lights, ain't nothing wrong
So we hella in the zone smoking strong uhh
children,
Zombies controlled
By their screens,
Live with no empathy,
Betray their best friends
For the P’s,
I stay on my Qs,
Like a quarter of weed,
Give
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
Do dooo
Do do
Do do
Yeah yeah
Look momma yo son is shing
He gone eat off perfect rhyming
Did it all just in gods timing
didn't believe i was up late
near, I began to walk and pace and sweat
The doctor said: Now son, I know this ain't no fun
But we ain't never lost a Daddy yet
I stood up and set
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