Lyrics:
she's intoxicated
High society stuck up broad, violated then graduated
If we was the seven, can we get eight? (uh-huh, sure)
Just by you forgetting
how I feel when you tell me I'm shutting you out
When I express love by carrying weights I don't want to carry
Longer than I want to carry
Acting brave
And wrap your arms around a nigga every time I kiss you
Can you visualize the picture, me and you in ecstasy
Don't be upset, it's good sex, when you next
I don't know why you feel m.a.d.
If you can rap about what you want then so can we
Just because it's gospel positive not hostile
Something that's for
me
That's just because they ain't fuckin' with me lyrically
I'll go so much deeper then you'll ever even get to go
I'll meet the Grim Reaper just
You, uh, wanted to know what the good life is?
Beats by Herb, Rhymes, Kid 'n Play and cuts by Wiz
Just hype it up for this here crowd
With moves that
it feel right
Real melodic joint but still hype
Turn joint up if you feel like
Because I'm
Raised in the streets of the niccel
East twelfth Ave to be
by exiting my shell
Only you could do this to me. I wouldn't fall so deep with anybody else
You're a special type to lodge so deep in my psychology;
because you're too
Busy thinking of really
Good ideas like your next Toby-Nominated song
Who cares if you can't hold on to meaningful
Relationships because
doubt about it, you know I can't deny it
I feel the same, too
Good lookin' out, little homie
Glad that you showed me
Just what he was all about
We are not rich by
What we posses
But by what we can do without
I woke up feeling good today
The weathers right
It's calm
I'm feeling in a good mood
as a skunk
She says she'll leave but she won't
Because now it's just her turn
And when you finally come in
Well it's only fair
When you hear yourself
Blew my check on a ticket
To your concert Morgan Wallen
And you canceled it the night of the show
Now I'm cussing my dumb luck
Because tailgating
I just can't seem to decide
How I view myself in my own eyes
(How do i look?)
Sometimes I just feel like I'm a piece of broken art
You see the beauty
gonna tell them together
They should feel lucky to have our work
Take the wealth that you are making
It belongs to you by right
No one for bread will be
a break
I'm a hot air balloon we could go to space
With the air
Like I don't care baby by the way
Huh, because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like
A room
I was dying.
But I just had the clap.
It was Fiesta
and I had the clap.
What to do in Rio,
when you can't even pee-o?
I had a bum time,
though it
It feels good though... it's all about the feels
(You know my STEEZ... Higher than a mother fucka!)
For the record don't fuck up rotation
Use this
by that time, we are lucky having roland in the band. and he's
Just doing great songs and great guitar work he's doing. and a good pal as
Well. he's
wages
She needs the coil
And just like a stubborn mule, I would tell you that is all she's worth
Well, tha smuggling and trafficking
Of illegal
you take care of your health
Because health is wealth, me say that every time
And make sure you keep it at the front of your mind
Well just like
back there haha!
Listen, I know I'm not the best at writing stuff that make other people feel good
But you know more than anyone that practice makes
around my hood
I feel tainted i escaped like I'm good
But I'm still banking on this rapping
I'd normally never ask, but if
You renege or you waver
Let me
around my hood
I feel tainted i escaped like I'm good
But I'm still banking on this rapping
I'd normally never ask, but if
You renege or you waver
Let me
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