Lyrics:
you need to calm down this is
Not even about the song anymore anyway
It's my turn)
YO, WHY DID SHE LEAVE ME cries for 3
Secondsjk bro but i am really
it's like
I guess I could also take this time to be like
I don't know if you mind that I'm name dropping
I'm not gonna say your last names
Johnny, Dante
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
the eyes, say,
"Here's what we're gonna do.
You've been possessed by a demon,
We're gonna beat him out of you."
Sonita cries for help.
She sees her
mean
Need a shoulder to cry on
Meet me on Mount Zion
Cause the son is a lion a null and void
("sniff
Hell, you even startin to smell like a nigga
until I called his bluff
And as the battle began, his rhymes got weaker
You couldn't even hear his voice come out the speaker
And as he started to get
a few years trying to under stand why
When, how is it now I'm so anti
Face asked if you've ever seen a man cry
I think before that shit ain't even pan
cracker might lock me up, but that won’t stop my shine because imma star they knew I was gonna go to prison, I knew I was gonna go to Johnny, nigga won’t
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
Let's go get wicked
How you gonna cry in front of us then say you ballin'?
You used to have problems with him and then you'd call me
Y'all steady crackin'
you ain’t got no chance to heal
Cause time is short, you got to pay the bills
Got to work and work and work and work until
You can’t no more
And you cry
a dope, love the mother, or she loves to a ho
So I dig her a lot, and although shorty honey break nigga
How you figure, he a big rat money makin nigga
Cute
Yesterday got a page and it said that my daddy died
But I couldn't cry we had a fight long time ago by the liqour store
Said I didn't want to see
I ain't finished
I barely even started
Chasing targets
Making moves
More time
On my grind
More time
To improve
I got big dreams
That I'm gonna make
us home
Won’t you take us
I seen the pain in my youngin eyes
He holding back the tears but his soul cries
P.I.P. See you on the other side
Another
Briggs time
Youngin treated like a season vet
Head of class, I'm the teachers pet
Me & my whole squad gonna have to die, for you to be the best
Top 5 I
the lotto, might do better on a ticket"
Then she kicked that old En Vogue
"'Cause you ain't never gonna get it"
Huh, my money shorter than the pecker
minded
SaintRussell
The sum of Uncle Sam's fears
It's a million ways
All one in the same
SaintRuss and Herbology
If nothing else, you gonna remember
pay attention
Cause the haus means hustle, you don't wanna tussle with me
Bitches lookin' for handouts, sidelines sayin gimme
H-O-E, they gonna stand by
Little darling don't you cry even California's cold sometimes
We can make it, we got to try
Hey I believe in California rain
Yeah
Let me take
seen it in your eyes
It's a hard life you've been living
It ain't no surprise
That you cry when no one's looking
Don't fall for anything that's not love
songs as evidence why we takin up precedence
Boy I stay grindin' like I changed it to my residence
I’m gettin there by going places that you haters
And that's why I keep to myself
I can't be trustin' nobody else
And I ain't even know how to feel
How you gonna know how I felt?
I cannot get too attached
a nigga alone
Can we teach our kids gang banging ain't even cool
Nah fuck that keep the tool
You never know if the weird white boy gone shoot up the school
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