Lyrics:
those caramel eyes had me melt every time
and I think I've got a crush on you cause damn your so fine
I don't just want a little, slap and tickle
I don't
on that boy and you better not stop
Who we gotta press up today
Im a loner I don't need a date
I'm psycho I ain't finna play
Hit em up better stay outta
on that boy and you better not stop
Who we gotta press up today
Im a loner I don't need a date
I'm psycho I ain't finna play
Hit em up better stay outta
feels, you little hoe
Swear Latinas got that premo
Caught some pointers
That’s a free throw
I’m just talking bout the old me
Hoe things
I was pressed by
needs to be driven by car, to and from campus. And you're going to take care of that. And he goes, Cool. And the negotiation was done.
I didn't know yet,
Right now I don't know how to heal myself
I just need to be alone right now
Look into my brother's eyes
I could see that pain he sees in mine
Don't
You can't dig this then man you need a _____
Where's the jam I search like (I'm gonna?)
Find the party kick it like thunder
Back in the day they
Never wrong, never dogged, out yo brother
Cause you love him, you kept him covered
When it got dirty, you was the plumber, summer breeze
Could shine its
know what you need, hey
Now, Miss Fortune is a spoilt little debutante
And it's my fault so I suggest you take my heed
So, you met my little girl
there when I need love
I don't trust no one if you not my brother, my mother, my fucking familia
I don't trust no one, I came from the bottom, all by
everything they got
When you been through hell expect me to be a little hot
But I don't stop I pull out in an instant
Busting off shots quick to give you
and crank the volume up until you break the nob
Parked outside a church, have the father screaming oh god
Driving by your block, screaming everybody duck
I
my cape is
I'm a little like Malcolm, yeah I mean X
I'm a little like Luthor, yeah I mean Lex
She asked me to roll it cos she don't need stress
cnd
couldn't see
I couldn't breathe
Who knew that you were
All I'd ever need
In the dance you
Set me free
These little things can't
Get to me, oh
Life isn't
got robbed by a pack of thieves
You lost the ability to love me, felt the need to leave
I told everybody that you loved me
Little I knew, little they
how are you doing darling
Fucked her at the opera Phantom of the opera
I got money on me I got bags bags bags bags
I got money on me I got bags bags
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
received became more and more
frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I the orphaned son
you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped
It's a cryin' shame, brothers takin' life as a game
Growing up against the law, but no one knows who's to blame
Dealin' drugs on the corner, you
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
I needed an angel
An angel
How you go against the same system you were colonized by?
Brother, your whole ting compromised
Havin' these
a big brother to my little sister Liberty
Skip ahead a couple years and she’s eleven
And her biggest brother is the big one-seven
She’s athletic,
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