Lyrics:
hit a psychic wall
Maybe we're just young
And we won't know 'til we're old
Too young to free ourselves
From this lonely fish bowl
Some kind of wall
Some
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
i will pay.
내 비전은 전보다 Higher
You know i keep myself Fire
진득히 즐겨 no die Young!
FENDI! Rollie! Spend on me!
다 털어 버릴 거야 전부
Got money, i will pay.
Got
should know, I will miss you
Days pass by in his eyes
He remembers the young man who smiled
Now, he is the one who sees the time
The time spent over
service delivery
You don't get a situation that whoever didn't sign
And this will also create job opportunities
You know
Because we've got a lot of young
circumstances
The young lady smiled and said, it'll be greatly received
Now some folks give plenty, whilst others leave little
By the look on her face he could
there your own way home
But I never got to Kiev
We never came by home
Train went north to the Taiga
We were stripped and marched in file
Up the great
have no hope.
I'm more dead than alive breathing just by this thought,
time passes me by mocking those who have been left behind like me.
The captive
Aristocrats. Politicking daily with diplomats
I had visions by 26, I could be living that
The years I've given to the system, I ain't getting back
niggas
Back then I was a drug dealer
Young bugged nigga, still running 'round with that forty-five on my waist
Dare y'all to come and try me, put a hammer
fast
Choose an album, turn the music up full blast
After that, I'll take Juno up the hills
Anything to avoid taking these pills
The pill works, so why
I'm not really worried bout no algorithm
Only wave that I'm on is my album rhythm
Looking to the sky saying Abba fill em
Show me where to go
Waiting for the time to pass you by
Hope the winds of change will change your mind
I could give a thousand reasons why
And I know you, and you've got
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
"So you will die by the fire! Light up the stake!"
And the young man was burned at the stake.
One charred black hand was all that was left of him.
a album, I can never stress
Over a bitch, I'm too young for that
I took my father by the relationship
He said, don't even trip, just be honest with it
Just
pray this fuckin' album burn their kingdom to the ground
I pray this verse will lead a million kings into their crown
Nobody's perfect, we're all
My albums platinum and gold
My messages was full on my cellphone
You couldn't tell me nothing I
Was fronting on my throne
With my crown,?? how it never
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
at school
Everyone said that you were gonna make it
With those shoes and those tunes
Everyone said you'd easily break it
What happened to those young
happen for you
I'll never lose site
And let you know
We'll stick together from young to old
You can turn to me
And i will take care of you
Alhamdulillah
pass em
Frontin wit young G the fox five captain
So which hoe want to fuck wit huns
So come ???????? one by one
So make um bust off the big
the question
But it's not up to you
So I think I will leave you guessing
After all you put me through.
In the early light I found you with the bottle by
and the wise
...As long as winds will blow
My pride will be
And hate remains
Inside my heart
Evening fell unto this land
That once was build by my ancestors'
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