Lyrics:
breathin'
I just rolled one up this evening
Hold my weed, control my breathin'
I just rolled one up this evening
Who can top I?
Tool in my hand I'm not
(aaahh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Man touch road like a cabman
Old school, man just jump out with mad man
No tool, man just jump out and grab man (grab
later now the flat back
Fuck around slight tool to the back back
Off a few haikus and he act black
Been a young tycoon cross the map jack
Bet I cause
'fore the summer's done niggas gon' do this here
Still crazy with the tool I'ma glue this here
We ain't spend on you hoes I'ma nuke this year
Brand new
bet it change your mood
Never been the type to follow rules (never been the type)
If you love me, then you'll take it to the tomb
Tool, grind, used
don't lose your Christianity
I tried to get the best of me
Give you the tools to propel you to your destiny
I love you, mum
When you see me smiling
Tell 'em tool up, time to bring them Oscars to them actors (Yeah)
Raw spelled backwards will be bad for you like laced Backwoods
I'm angry (Fuck these
like AK40's (big ones)
Get the white out no ticks, bad B why your eyebrows so thick?
Flip one my favorite tool, you ain't getting that back gotta leave
incoming calls
Can't ride out indoors
Dora backpack explores
Rise up, smoking war
Small firing tool
You don't drill, why you lying for?
Slip from
brought dismay
Babylon will turn you fool
Don't let them use you like a tool
Lessons come from heartache not only school
Tell me, why you tryna put me
you so much when I was your drunk lush
You knew me so well, I knew you half as well
Love's a cruel, cruel joke when the tools in the shed can't fix
Takes a little elbow grease and some Speed Shine
Gonna take a little more than that to fix this heart of mine
But you're Handyman you got the tools
Trippin', a nigga been bool, drop out of school
Likely to carry da tool (pew pew, pew pew)
I protect all of my jewels, case they try makin' a move
I got
rusty shed and still a sharp tool
Getting top in a top, just turned this shit to a carpool
How they let me (ay!), break the records like the law
drivers' tool are swords, whips and chains
There's an easy way out of this dangerous game
They're cryin' out for mercy on their way
Too late for them
you think about me and you get together soon for a lil biddy rendez? Pronte
Okay, I got a tool for your loose screws
Yeah, we got a connection like
malakas who mess up your chakras
So we all we need
And if a man wanna come at me crazy
My mama gave me all the tools to leave, bye
Its more than
in the night
And shifts the palest grey to endless black
Paranoia's like a burning fuse
Yet it's the only tool we want to use
A revocation
acting like a tool
I find the whole thing so frustrating
It sounds frustrating
So, I'm swearing off dating
Shit
I just get stupid with love
car j'suis plus perdu qu'vous tous
Que du, que du le-sa sur session Pro Tools
Cœur de pirate fuck être un marin d'eau douce
À l'autre bout d'la ville
patient, you won't lose, I told 'em, "Yeah yeah"
Then robbed the nigga with my tool and a black mask
They say my time coming soon, I say, "Yeah yeah"
a truth, don't believe we're missing proof
Most our people get mislead 'cause our leaders be the tools
Used to get up in your head and calculate your every
All of my teachers, they used to hate me
Now my crib has got a pool (Yeah)
Diamonds, they drip like I drool (Yeah)
Glock with a beam is the tool
the tools I was given but being tactful
Went from the pit to raps inside of a mac full
With the power size of a Mack truck
I went through the hard times,
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