Lyrics:
mean it, yeah
That mean it was all bad, I think I'm better off leavin', yeah
I don't have time for stressin', no more time for disagreements, no
Too
you what you really want
Track by track displaying my ability
The man, FP, showing true dexterity
On the Mic, no rules are lawless
Wicked,
passes on the road
Two girls wait at the railroad track
For their soldiers to come back
Knowing this will be their last
One wore blue and one wore
sister
I hear her crying by my side
Mama's shaking as she holds her
We try to hold her through the night
And Mom says, ?Close you eyes, mijito
Dream
clap, clap, clap
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Draco got that kick-back, when I blow that, they all do track
in ya track
Well
Gunshot for the young yacht owner
See there's everybody else then there's one top loner
First place is often the worst place
But
hands before I touch the work
Ayy, living with you, we don't come from miles
Thinkin' with his dick, I had to improvise
I'ma send a ho' to get
going big screen not no DVD
Way I talk I'm signed two streets I might sit down with CMG
At my auntie crib I slipped away I had to walk alone
Looked back
damned close we had the same blood type
Months went by and my wife got big
We were havin' a child and I got another gig
So I let Jay move in the crib
the best
But another situation put me to the test
A man in black pants, a white shirt, and a red vest
Had fallen on the track and no one even got depressed
something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that your standing, that space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got
B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my nigga L.Teezy
No bullshittin' I fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
I'm goin' for billlions
Goin' for billions like aye
Come now boy, now check this flow
Quarter million on the necklace though
Jump on the track
balls licked, and do it to me (what else?)
Ain't go to college, I ain't want no pussy nigga roomin' with me
Still coulda went to college, Sada ain't no
screams
You found there's no-one else to blame
And no more sympathy
You've thrown it all away
But if you fall
You'll rest assured
We're in a world out
on the streets
No gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
Ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
You 'bout to die thug!
another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like
on the couch
Isley's is playing, lights dim, vanilla candles is melting
It's a long time, don't let no one else in
Fresh out the tub, sweetness and peaches
If you take a step towards me
You will take my breath away
So I'll keep you close
And keep my secret safe
No one else has ever loved me
No one
forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go
alone in this cold life?
It used to come so easy minus and strife.
If I close my eyes, will you open them?
If I say goodbye, will you offer wisdom?
I see
The first time I tasted somebody else's spit
I had a coughing fit
I mistakenly called them by your name
I was let down, it wasn't the same
I
Outlaw all fracking
Come on, act like you love the earth
On his fourth day in the White House, the voters said to Joe
Pass the Green New Deal
I know you
from this place
And I'll never come back!
Never back on this track!
Soon it would come
My pain is close
I'm on the wheel
The wheel of overdose
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