Lyrics:
to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door
Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door
Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
flowers
Wedding bells are ringin' and they should've been ours
That's why I'm so handy, my dream is gone above
High on a mountain of love
(Keep
riding by my lonely
See what's up with me so she's tryna pull up on me
Focus on the bag lately I been chasing money
This is perfect time don't waste time
bring the sentence, lead them all to hell
Shooting, burning, spreading suffering, I wield my gun the cycle is flowing
One by one I want your blood, is
(The views expressed on this recording
Are solely those of
The artists and by no means do we
Encourage or condone you and
Your friends taking over
stake, just to eat it with my lamb
Put some greens on the side, I'm a well balanced man
After hearin that bar, had to hit a stand
Open up the window, cause
Pull out my phone
You catching this block
I'm talking on social
Man you got me hot
You almost got shot
Your heart almost stopped
Better call you a cop
Chorus (hook)
Never had nobody
Just me at my crib
Working to be heard
By the world I never quit
Left my country
Many loses
Miss my family
uh
but you tell me you go stay by my side
remember i was smiling when you said this ah
cause i know you were'nt telling the truth
Lonely lonely man
you
with my red hair
I be boolin' like a D'Anjou pear
Goin' like a treadmill
Goin' nowhere
Usain, hundred-meter (zoom)
Man, it's unfair
I really gotta go
I
Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won
Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,
other to be men
By spewing in the street
Well, now I know just what to do
To make my man complete
Against the power of their misguidance
We must
Bustin' the clip 'til it's empty (Brrah)
All my niggas in the vibe, getting tipsy (Tipsy)
I'ma hit the bank 'til it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going
Bustin' the clip 'til it's empty (Brrah)
All my niggas in the vibe, getting tipsy (Tipsy)
I'ma hit the bank 'til it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going
But I'm still in the field like Suárez
In the four by four mes natës
'Cah we get money regardless
They chit-chat shit, but my opps still love me
alone upriver
Through the woods he knew so well
A sound nearby, an old man crying for help
He was ambushed by thieves
Ran to aid him
You saved my
I feel abandoned
A***d out like I've been left for dead
I feel abandoned
Even my thoughts have left my head
I feel abandoned
By each and every
said she proud of the man I became
Huh
And I'm still working everyday to get the pape
Huh
By the end of the year they gon know my name
Huh
Gon keep
to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door
Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy
ask for no help
Finna run up these bands all by myself
Got a bunch of bad hoes under my belt
Lately, feel like they ain't care about how I felt
Say fuck
the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out
Big on the underground, can't knock me down
Vicki Leekx bitches, back by dope demand
I sleep on my talent and I
E.S.G. | Wreckchopped & Screwed Version | Ft. Slim Thug & Deshawn Hill | Screwed by Ray Face
Say Slim, what's the deal baby
(making this money man
Found out safety net was a let down
They was never real if they left now
When u come back, turn back round
Tell me why it gotta like dat now
My
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