Lyrics:
out of your bed
Go on out to the hills, the wind will lead
Just when we prevail, the hangman is here
So put on your robe, you knew the day was
the morning
Sauced
Match me in the morning
Won't be long
Nonsense in for the bullshit
I mix the drugs all in with the potion
I said it happen so fast couldn't
I buy my beer
In the air, so tired, I forget to recline my chair
Picture you in my head, a souvenir by my legs
Some scuba gear for the bed, we do
hill narcos, smoke and let the bones turn to charcoal
Let's get richer, kid
Signature Luis rich won't stop until there's billions in this bitch
to show it
In the bed I'm the marathon man, Redman
Hittin' more walls than aerasol cans, don't I?
(Yeah Yeah you know it)
And when I fuck (Ain't
to the camoflouge large niggaz
Bitch niggaz fuckin my body
Bring that fuckin meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain
Champion gear that
to the camoflouge large niggaz
Bitch niggaz fuckin my body
Bring that fuckin meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain
Champion gear that
respect in which the counterparts see strength
The might
Jaded philosophies, stained in our dichotomy
Cruising in my wallabies while spitting like I'm
woah (What I do?)
And she lay inside my bed
Got the pussy, woah (Skrrt)
Taste so sweet, woah
Strip it to the beat, woah
I got wingz, yah
She got drinks,
, in the uptown
Ya, this is how we do it now
Yo, for def niggas
Rolling with the Figure niggas
Like so and I'm out, the outro [echoed]
me slam a mill
First a thousand, it was then my skills I confide in
Trynna be the next hip hop Nas or Mobb and
diction so immaculate most def it ain't
all good, right?
(right, right, right) Right gravy
The burglar just disappears in a
Mix of Gerber babies
Deaf motivate the def, juxtaposition
so to answer
I'm used to being alone, so you can't make me scared to
Sleep by myself, it's the way it's always been
Got a king size bed, with some
All my old hoes, still like me
I meet her, first time, at two
She'll be in my bed by three
Dej Loaf mode, so don't try me
That boy mad, his girl like me
wig done fa' diggin' on Doc
Find me 'round the aisle in frozen food
Because I am so cool, cool, cool, cool
Whores, whores, whores, whores
To think of the life
That did laugh on thy brow
In the beautiful past
Left so desolate now
When youth seemed immortal
So sweet it did weave
Heaven's
it's me, because I'm the B-I-Z
Sometimes I lie in bed all day and think about my life
Should I just kick rap and settle down with kids and a wife?
of magnolias blooming by our wrap around county outta town family home
Kicking my boots off, earning my name called
Even over the hill
Make you feel 17 truck bed
baby's gone.
I wake up sometimes in the night and realize you're gone
And then I toss upon my bed and wait for day to come
And I try to tell my lonely
crying with the devil
That's in my head
Not under my bed
So many things I wanna take back
But you gotta move on
But you gotta move on
Yeah its in the past
Abandon a bitch and I left her for dead
Then I go to the hills and I fuck on her friend
Woke her up 5 in the morning she grinding up on me
I fuck
In the moment not
Miles away
In the moment
So I could say
Nothing is what I feel in
My head but I don’t worry bout
No one
Crawling right into my bed
trying to fight idolatry and lust
Being good ain't enough so in God I trust
I got faith
Seeking restitution from all my mistakes
Look me in my face
the rules
Quick hide under the bed
My day her night
Like heroine
We lied we played
We never paid the price
It's not allright but it felt so good
Meet me in
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