Lyrics:
the guy
said, "what do you have in this here bag?" And 'Arry said, "it's a f'king video, what do you think it is, what
does it look like?" "Where did you
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
You know what I
Mean? I'm good for that
Trust me i live in my skin
I didn't do all these "oh
Shit" moments just for the six people
That were there
a prostitute in an elaborate set-up which is not nice but then how did they make the research evidence, that plots too big and you know what, Glaucia if you are
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
tell you there were batteries
They weren't plugged into wires
Oh, you could do it far better by using, you know
Yeah, but he's like, I got five-year
there for you! I wanna be there!
Why do we gotta, tell each other how to live
The only prisons that exist are ones
We put each other in
Why do we gotta
like-
Up on the floor, dance-
I wanna live in that mansion, Playboy bunny what's happenin'
Look, If I call you bae-
Na-na na-na-na
Didn't even no-
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
on the bullet, make you feel special
Ha, what the fuck you boys talking about?
I know its us 'cause we the only thing to talk about
No one on the corner have
on the bullet, make you feel special
Ha, what the fuck you boys talking about?
I know its us 'cause we the only thing to talk about
No one on the corner have
seem like the rape type, not the stalk and rape, but if I get you to my place you can't say no type.
Anyway he ended up in prison again, I know him
Between the eyes
(movie like speech:)
Kasper: ha, ha, well done Mr. Cairo, and what do you have to say about that, my friend?
Spade: Allright. So
Mean I can still be the man if the dam breaks
And when the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still treat the mirror like
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
just talking about two guys
That she dated in the past and
What they're good at and what
They bought her and what they said
To her it's just cheeky
Like
the fuck you live
I don't give a fuck what they say about ya
We gon' pull up on ya
We gon' see ya about ya
Now your body rotting
It's three bad guys in
to cover up trauma
And when you're one of the leading authorities in New Jersey on trauma
You know what you have to do with it, you process it through art
As live as me
Don't know the same guys as me
But a lot of style
And usin' wild name like Ivory
I agree with my niggas
You the baddest I ever seen in
as them
But all that fuel for the fire is what you gave to them
And what you take from them
All my life I know my mum's been working
In and out
should legally have to do! Clothing
Should be like food there should
Never be a $5000 sweater you know what should
Cost $5000? A car should be $5000
fears
You attain freedom by conquering your fears
Prosperity is my divine right
Free energy is the way of the universe
Life is a circle
Life operates in
rings but that ain't about this
What you bout b****
Excuse my French emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion
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