Lyrics:
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
Coyotes and leopards and lions
Hyenas, piranhas, play possum
We come just to eat you
Bitch I'm a crip, I'm a creep, I'm a creature
I grew up where you could
locked down all day
Real nigga by myself
Kevin Hart with it all day
You ever go night-night, nigga
Don't look at that white light, nigga
I'm back on this
of a stewardess in the Lear
She fine and she flying I feel I'm flying by 'cause my mind?s on cloud nine
And in her mind and at the same time
Pimps see the wings
white, man
You want to be them
You're in a lion's den
Hey girl your skin's dark
And your mother's tongue is strange
Money won't change the angle
aren't allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in
where the snakes lions bears roam
Its either eat or get ate by the wrong one
Expect the unexpected walking in the unknown
The streets ain't made for
went red
Say his name, he can't speak
Cries out that he can't breathe
So they crush him beneath their knee
Like prey in a lion's jaw
We share and watch
Y-Y- You Know
Pockets sumo
You get judo chopped
Clock is ticking to my funeral
Suicide doors
My newest ride
Nice heat
Even white people even like me
nose is bloody from
Doing all these fucking white lines
Nose is bloody from doing all these white lines
Serotonin death by a very fast timeline
Snow
before
I get to try the clouds open up and let god cry
Why is this white lady nervous cause 3 black
youths come on so she checking were her purse is
Make
life
Table full of white
Now it's commas for my vocal point
Yachts by the shoreline, foreigns like the borderline
Your bitch down low, that's an app
Yeah, nigga reject, nigga
Machine, bitch daringer, you already know
We do what we do what we do nigga
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels
Reject shit, it's
be king of the jungle
Lion ass nigga, just tame it (Just tame it)
Control my situation like a gamer
If we startin' from the basics
All white Air Forces
him
Or her in the middle of a long, dark night
Creation crazy, death sheet white
Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
I am who the hell I am
on
For, oh, I don't know how long
One day I turned the corner onto India Street
I must have turned white as a sheet
Three policemen were standing on my
out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white
and kissin your girl
Relax, lay back, unwind, cause now is time to chill
Setting the mood, by the use of this groove
Is an ingenious, perceptive, brilliant,
We certainly are nice people
Nice people
Certainly are nice people
Nice people
In your white suit
And lion tattoos
And your whitest suit
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
to give
White lions in red crowns
All subject to their breakdowns
I heard she
Used to smile
But she hasn't
In a while
She and I were always the same
Now she
Tão lacrando na internet
Eu não sei o que eu vou fazer
Vou te que chamar o white pra
Mandar vocês se fuder
Eu não sei até onde a lacração vai chegar
I was in prague
Wit all my dawgs
Perfect ass white girl I'm fuckin a pawg
Hittin it raw
Beat on her walls
Fuckin that bitch til I can't feel my balls
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