Lyrics:
Looking back
I ain't who I used to be
Don't see the friends that I used to see
Cut out the people that were using me
Looking back
I miss all
Manny Fresh in the cut all turned up
Used to tell my homeboy slow down
Laughed at me clutchin' on the four pound
Nigga bumped his head 'fore I came
Half the time you was really cappin' (oh)
Other half you was learnin' somethin'
That in ya' eyes I could see the passion (oh)
Greener pastures
To see
Someone said, "Youth is wasted on the young"
I spilled every last drop of time that summer in the sun
My daddy had a Timex watch
Cigarette in his
cut that fool, better call the law
I start sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl
I press play like Puff, no pause at all
Choppin' holes in the all
here by the fountain[01:45.62]Her soul stays[01:52.00]In the garden[02:00.82]Through the glass[02:02.66]Cross the divide[02:04.76]A mourning family in
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
Broski in the nit for kickin' shit, that boy don't knock doors (whoosh)
V.I.P., don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, really run my city, half a ticket
D Bucksss 119
Fsmith damn you in yo bag
I got bands on me came out the trap
Just to get it by my lonely shawty wants some bands
She gon feel up on me
what's right
Even if it costs the price of my life
So when I pass on by (Bye bye)
And you don't know how to say goodbye (Bye)
Just cut the yellow tape
picture's in my locker
Her body's in the lagoon, underneath the lily pads
Glow from the moon, dark watery tomb
Consumed the body, then pulled her below
Have your folks looking like damn what happen
Turned a gram to an eighth eighth to a quarter turned that shit into a half
Turned that half to a whole
straight holy water, devil better leave
Cut this thing in half, as if to twain I cleave
Fight depression off, start by rolling up my sleeves
It's a really
keys wid dis
Condos in the Cancun summer breeze wid dis
And you know, doin good fo' sho'
I'm gettin' rich too hollerin' out Calhoun know
Nigga
towards him
Twelve slimy legs. one for every corse
He forces himself to react sends a lazer blast right through its guts cut the bastard in Half
After
Is not word in my dictionary
Half buried
Bitch
I climbed out the end of it
Lead the pack
The competition be peasants
And we the kings it's
Lemon
Mama tried to tell me
You can't judge a book by the cover
But a judge can throw the book at you
And all of it's covered
All expenses paid vacation
the Ville
From Cypress to Sugar Hill
By the spot, had Shante on the block all day
You JJ Fad'n, I want the rocks and Shante
We in the Jungle, brothers singing
in a forty ounce of guessing
Pretending that the morning won't come tearing through the curtain
Burying my mother's effigy, cursing and burning
on the street
Why I keep a nine when I ride
Shit hidden you won't find it inside
Drink Henny every weekend by the pint
But gotta cut it down because its slowing
what you do
No one has the strength you have
You can cut the whole world in half
Can I have your autograph
Can I spend my life with you
Ooh I wanna feel
and analyze the major themes
Vandalize man’s paradise
Agonized by the will to be, the painter’s knack
Ink runs, the city’s covered in hieroglyphics I’m
lowkey
Hero in the bed, she sing my name like karaoke
Black Widow with the pole you know we keep it forty
Brodie not a hero he a zero stay below me
Got
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