Lyrics:
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
fall down and hit the floor
My baby's so amazing
Let me sit back and count the ways
One, she the sh**
Two, she legit
Three, ?cause she could get it
I
acting like it's not so
Must've had a change of heart
Always had to play my part
Always had to do the art
I'm so delirious
Late night eyes wide open
(block it)
Three percs, till my death
Not yet, God, not yet (not yet)
I’m on autopilot (autopilot)
Shit I said, I forget
Stay distant, can’t feel shit (oh
bitch I'm a mobster
I'm Frank Sinatra meets Silkk the Shocker
I make 'em say uh, Whodi what's up?
Na-na na-na, I'm still not done not giving fucks
D.F.Y.
of weed will smoke out six states
I'm King Chip, nigga
Ask yo' bitch how my dick tastes
I'm in these streets touring with
A pound of trees
Smokers always
about my lifetimes
I'm gettin love in these streets cause they like how I rock
I'm just a thug on the beat, fuck a hip-hop cop
Not jumpin
You wake me up, you make me glad
Even if I'm really out of control
You stand by me when I stumble and fall
I'm confused tonight, I'm feeling
Talking to demons that fly through the room
When I'm home late and she's gone out of tune
No more excuses, I'm being locked out
The key to her heart
I’m the energy I’m D vibe ( I’m d wat ) X3
I’m the energy I’m D vibe ( Go )
Ladies n gentlemen
You know the vibe baby
I go by the name BARRYDHYPE
I'm not always nice not always mean
My room has never been seen clean
The way I feel is not always how I seem
The thoughts that form inside my
Shaken with the cracks and crevices
I'm not giving up easy
I will not fold
I don't have much
But what I have is gold
I saw your face
I sing in
my enzymes, I'm gonna do it every time I vibe
And I'm just gonna be a ride or die, yeah
This is just how I stride
Yeah, 3-9, this is how I ride
3
Ich bin viel zu lange wach es ist halb 3
Ich bin viel zu lange wach es ist halb 3
Melodien in meinem Kopf ich lass sie frei
Medizin im Cup ich trinke
(Dadada)
What? Alright
It went from summer to November now I'm feeling better
Feels like winter already not in December
This year feels like a three
last spoke you put me in the past
And it's not like I didn't want you by my side
When I hit you at 1 you didn't see till five
If our love
Is fickle
For one
I don't want two of you
Three
You gotta natural glow
I'm tryna get you over here for the fourth time in a row
Okay
Shawty got two kids
Shawty
hallow
It's 3am and it feels like these 4 walls are caving in
Please tell me I'm not alone
'Cause I'm tired of sleeping in
Maybe I'll wake up
bailiffs
We come through new cars and clothes
Now bakers wanna know how we make dough
I keep telling 'em "Boy Better Know"
Oh yeah Solo's back on road
off, you should go and see a doctor, bro
I'm standin' up tall on the bankroll
One, two, three, make the crowd roar
Nigga, one, two, three, make
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn?
Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
the fiends sunken jaws
Pusha ton, pledge allegiance to the raw
Known dope dealer that escaped without a scar
Yes, I'm Buddy Lee so lucky me, see I'm home
Wish
you're not home
It's like a bad dream
That I can't wake up from
cnd there's a wall between
You and me
I'm the guy that you don't love anymore
cnd
Gucci the belt
All on my own
Did it all by myself
Oh I’m from the big Apple
Where niggas”ll snatch Satchels
Where niggas’ll will snap at you
Be making
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