Lyrics:
promise
That you ain't gone return to the hood like Robin
It's sickening employments limited
Now you in the same room as a kid you was pissing in
In yo
When it darkens the feel?
And every voice inside you is
Screamin' out "keep it real!"
Is this your end of days?
Is this your end of days?
Yo, why does
you know that that was it
I was hooked like damn she so pretty
I was shook then I flew out to yo city
Plane was booked met yo parents
Met my parents I
It's just me and my gang
It's just me and my gang, yo how you living it?
It's just me and my gang
It's just me and my gang, yo how you living it?
We
Hot hot
Hot hot
Hot hot
Hot hot
Most y'all niggas hos
38 special, no salad, hot potato on it
This track rocked up in a bag, I put a razor on it
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
Loved by kids, I never did a bid
Yes, the Group Home is thick
Plus I don't eat beef
'Cause these dizzy-ass niggas and chicks think shit is sweet
Yo
hit my line somethin on yo mind bout the kids or the family
Its yo world my sista can do it all
And im yo girl so Ill be there if you fall
On the late
the whack
Give it to yo bitch and back
Take her to the spot and pimp the hoe straight up right out the trap
If I go and rip ya heart out but keep your mouth
both just as human
Just as useful or as foolish
And you can't prove it
You're not a god but only a mere flesh
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Covered up by what's
It’s the kid and you know on a mission
Niggas think I fell off everytime I go missin
If a nigga get to trippin den we send his ass fishin
I’m lick
Yo, life ain´t fair, i had this murder shit all over my head just by breathing air
This pair in despair, that couple don’t cuddle, I’m losing my hair
flipped two coins
It's like novel by Donald Goines to tender your loins
So much stress she couldn't handle it
She tried to avoid
Meanwhile he think the kid
I wouldn't want it
I wanted you back
Wanted more time
So I got it all back
Never was playing so keep it a wrap
Even though Vinny was doing all that
that smile and that thing you do with your tongue still drives me wild
[Female:] (shreek) You silly
[Lyfe:] You gotta have some kids by now
[Female:]
up
Make the Arab gas and take
Their pants like cash
I get ridiculous with this kid sticking shit
Leaving no evidence
So dusting for fingerprints is
like I'm infamous
Sound of a thousand kids screaming all into it
Like you no my name? Or even know my songs (What!!) Adlibs
They even no the lyrics
Yo, yo, Al, hold up, son
Go into the file, son
The Chemistry Files, son, you know'mean?
The secret, top secret files
Pull out some exclusives, son
(get the whole thing)
Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
We just wanted it, tha come up
[This time through added libs by Sunshine
And it was long ago now I need a New thing
Bitch I am lebron way before he Got his ring
And way before songs ain’t make My heart sting
Yeah
Love was just
deep shit
Listen! I've gotta go but meet me after school
I'll be waitin' by the back 'round two, k?
Got it Hil!
The boy's so fair have fun with it
Third
the keepers
New house is empty, The one who met me
Since I was Venti, Know how to wrap it
No food no bedsheets
Mattress against the wall, Shes down to twerk it
move around
Once I called you on yo shit
You felt guilty all along
If you wasn't moving funny nigga
Then why you make a song
Niggas hoes
Steady
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
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