Lyrics:
A little rain must fall
A little rain must fall
A little rain must fall
My house is clean in no disarray
Back to the start, this I dismay
I'll need
Blood disappearing from my head
I saw the needle and the thread
She's been in an accident again
Heartbroken, ruined by her new animal friend
Another
just a different sound
Tryna figure out who I’m gonna be in a couple years from now
I’ve been on my grind for a while now
It’s a different life that I’m
in verses since my firstest brain cells burnt
But I done been deferred to assistants and interns
And I done been on hold for some years, it's getting
For Grandma and Grandpa who were set to watch the house
For Uncle and Aunt fast asleep in the parlor
For Sister and Brother - and little Maribel who
I remember like last year
We were barely friends
Now I can't leave the house without the thought of you in my head
Really feeling you this year
ride for my guys
Stick easy and it comes with a slide
I be speeding wailing in a new M5
Tryna keep up little nigga you could try
Please do not trip this
will learn
It is here we go our several ways
Farewell, Anthony
I shall not soon forget the good ship Bountiful nor the young man who saved my life
Shorty need my money for real
Yeah
Shorty want my money for real
I think deep down little shorty want my wage
Had to tell her mama didn't raise
had to move by the ounce
But I ain't have a house and I slept on a couch
But I got off my ass went iced out my wrist
Now I'm worth a few milly not
Heard someone lookin' for me
Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V
Make that pussy wet like sea
I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy
Mask and the knife in my bag
out the station in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Lead to domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
lucky
Nose ring tupac
Two arms two clocks
Used to hit bad little hoes in my dukes house
Any room she open her legs in is a pool house
One heart two lungs
of you
I went wandering
I went drifting
Through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk
Or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped
the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men cant walk
Or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
True story,
with it"
M1: "I'm glad we got rid of him his was a wierdo"
M3: "oh my god, that was a little out there, hey check out a water slide, man, those things
Home Journal
And told Avon not to call anymore
Men have no need for magazines they don't read
For perfume and powder and such
Me and the house
punches with the strength of Pegasus
Enveloped in an effervescent aura by my precipice
Exceed my limits on the brink on my death
Seeing higher self, push me
that little house
The one we said we would move into
By the time the year was out
You said it would be fine
Then you met him
And changed your mind
Call them out
She only love me for my doggystyle
Doggystyle
Crawl up in her and I make her growl
Make her growl
Call me Snoopy cause I own the house
Own
still there
(Foe life) I'm still there
my house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
up early in the morning takin' out the trash
feelin' like
there
My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
Up early in the morning takin' out the trash
Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser
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