Lyrics:
forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's
kiss
Always thinking how I miss my happiness
A million years it seems have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again there'll be no
emotional?
Well fuck it, I'm the one to blame then
So earlier I was like, "Where Cass' at?"
CoVID-19, I was tryin' to check his
Temp' before he came in
Niggas
my dad proud, brother got his MBA
While I was wildin', takin' random classes tryna find my way
Junior year, I had to bounce not to blindly chasin'
a checkbook
But buy a new car, talkin' 'bout, "How my neck look?"
Well it all looks great
Four hundred years later, we buyin' our own chains
The light is
Well, it's all of fair and handsome girl
She's all in her tender years
She fell in love with a sailor boy
It's true she loved him well
For to go off
every single fucking route
'Bout to be a senior, scared as a mouse
Currently a junior with a million doubts
I'm about to be 17, momma still ain't really
Everything I am is everything you all are missing
Twisting Backwoods with the faction
And we all are driven
Militant minded men, mind transcends a million
To what the hell did I care
My old man and his gray hair
Thought about the road I chose
Twenty years ago
"Well I left as fast as the leaves fell that
to lose all time
A thousand answers by in our hand
Next to your deeper fears
We stand surrounded by million years
I'll be the roundabout
The words
to lose all time
A thousand answers by in our hand
Next to your deeper fears
We stand surrounded by million years
I'll be the roundabout
The words
to do
A finite blade cuts between the cyber and the flesh
One hundred million miles between me and you
And the world slips off axis by two degrees
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up
I wanna give
rollin’ on in your hometown
We’ll start an earthquake! Earthquake!
Ooh man I’m in a jam… the bailiff reads the vote
It’s twenty years in Quentin an’ I
(Wait, did you say this was Juno's beat?)
(T-t-today, Junior!)
Look
I told bro that I never was perfect, living my life, doing things that was worth
tender kiss
Always thinking how I miss
My happiness
A million years it seems
Have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again
Los Angeles, California 1969
By Raymond Washington and Stanley Williams
Though we still gang bang anyway, uh
Today there's over a million Crip
flowers for my bride
Save the date in May... someday
Someday's when it all comes so easy we can laugh
And we'll make a million memories and I will give you
Watched by him she's scared to move
She's very well known always in the one stance
She's the girl who'll survive over a hundred million glances
She's
tighter
This time I've had enough
Another million years of freedom
I promise if you stay
We're searching for a new tomorrow
I know we'll find a way
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
Staring at night,
longness never ends,
inmense the sight
which no one pretends.
Spread by millions years and stars,
silver rays of full moon far,
the fifth
I read the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I could shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
a week
Dolce Gabbana, Dior on my feet
My pockets got stung by a bee
I keep the blue with the blue and the pink with the pink
When I spread it, my shit
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