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way, so I'm back to just loving these hoes
And I'm back to just smoking a wood at the crib by myself, unless Zman come roll
Feel like Offset we tagging
time go?
(Time go?)
Where did your mind go?
(Mind go?)
Riding through the backroad
All on my own now
(Own now)
Riding through the backroad
All on my own
leave a fingerprint
He probably would've left a thumb
I'm from a place you just would never go
Where bodies drop poetically here
Just like the snow
swing, boi
Them god damn toys, do you know what I mean
Boi? Now if you warrin' and runnin'
From them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason
let me show you what it's where I'm from
Ya hear me....it's like this
Listen up brick uh, yeah I said, I said
Now where I'm from we got fiends
now than never, business before pleasure
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear
where the sorrow lies
Cause I'm living like the lonely do
For they've lost someone they love too
And the lonely know my secret they know what I go through
Now who I am is who I'll be until I die
Either accept it or don't fuck with it
But if we gon' be dogs then you stuck with it
Let me go my way but
disco
Chicken ordered, no Crisco
My nigga David Blaine'd your chick
Disappear like, "Where did my bitch go?"
Them cars out in my gang too
Don't Tony Hawk
now)
Say what now
(I want to rock right now)
Where the drummer at?
(I want to rock right now)
Here we go, come on
(I want to rock right now)
Say
Clouds turn grey
And that rain pours down
It goes from house to house
Just know they smiling down
Go round and round we go
Their grass ain't greener
Their
on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Me and my niggas, and my Cubans and my Haitians them
Bitch I'm from Dade County, we go way harder
We do it way bigga
That's how we do (alright)
Yeah, this is for my dogs (yo), this is for my dogs (uh)
Yo, where we at, baby? (Creepin' through the fog)
From then 'til
knees, ain't had none (where, where?) (Offset)
Now I am at the top right now (go), just look at you (where?)
As I remember (huh?)
You quitted on me
And now a word from out local sponsor
[Beth Melillo Speaks]
Gun possession is a hazardous war affecting children in their homes and schools
Eight
easy
But I done worked so damn hard yea
cnd yea I did it my way
I know you never thought I'd go far, yea
Because I come from Richmond highway
Where
of the tragedy. Then, when we were only a few minutes from here, and we entered the approaches to this little town from where I’m talking a little procession came
lying on my bed, the illusion
Of a spiral staircase falling by and to no end
We're not gonna live this way (where now do we go from here?)
We've got
sacred and now they say don't believe in Messiah
If that's what it takes to be free for all of them to do their dirty deeds ya
Sometimes I feel like David
of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art
(this is history, baby)
Rims them trucks, we do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks, we do it for fun (come on now)
And the band played on (yeah)
Girls
(this is history, baby)
Rims them trucks, we do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks, we do it for fun (come on now)
And the band played on (yeah)
Girls
You can always get some from me
(David Johnson now)
Well if you're not holding
And if I'm not holding
We can go find some other head
Find out
and we can do that now. History, faith and reason show the way. The way of unity.
We can see each other not as adversaries but as neighbours. We can treat
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