Lyrics:
a hard truth
Think about the weirdos, that could be us too
Myrlie, I miss you Miss Myrlie
Still holding yourself to sleep all night
Still drunk off
You should take the door I always blocked
And there's a point
Arrows miss the head and miss the mark
Courage is a coin I spent too fast
Taking
From my nigga Diddy view I think I see his vision too
Purple Rain over Central Park, chillin' with my goons
Big Pop's and Sade's, Cirocs
seat
A heaping helping of fried chicken
Macaroni and cheese and collard greens
Too big for my jeans
Smoke steams from under the lid that's
heaven
that you get to use for free
do you know how much we miss you
when we sit under your tree
up there at the big family reunion in the sky
do you
How do you say
So many words but you miss the mark
Losing a friend is the hardest part
Now I'm alone and I'm in the dark
How do I say
Too many wounds
the world, tethered to regret,
Moments slipping by me, never could forget.
Chains of my failure, drag me to the abyss,
Hope long departed, ain't nobody I miss
wit
Turn it up! Turn it up Get with it!
Truthfully speakin', it's lonely up here all by myself
So I had to come down and pass around some help
to the side
Like you know I get my grind on.
Get my shine on.
Jewelry Black in all rhinestones.
Rims spinning like a globe,
On these low pros.
Do it big
, dead men too, youse is dead men too
I bought yer sneakers in a charity shop, they were too big for me but i bought them anyway
Your lookin at it they
Big hills
Small wheels
I miss you
Let's chill
Big hills
Small wheels
Good times
Cheap thrills
Big hills
Small wheels
I miss you
Let's chill
Big hills
Small wheels
I miss you
Let's chill
Big hills
Small wheels
Good times
Cheap thrills
Big hills
Small wheels
I miss you
Let's chill
problems by the head and take the top off! That's fucked up!
As for my verse, its Wheel turns, like those seven holy stakes
But you're too hung up
cause
I'm Naughty by Nature
Not 'cause I hate cha!
You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart
Even though I forgave ya when you had
the sour, I'ma stretch you
My heart too big while thankin' God, I finally learned my lesson
Your bitch gon' fuck someone you know after you get arrested
My
you, I never meant to hurt you
Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume
Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle
Honey right by my
up by the brick wit me
Dont get it twisted cause you got to kick wit me
Get too comfy start talkin too slick to me
Too many things that'll make you
(Yo, yo check this out, yeah motherfuckers)
(Come on motherfuckers, B.I.G. motherfuckers)
Too much smoke in here man
Crack a fucking window man,
you'll be callin' him daddy too
You think it's nasty
Im just being me
Throwing it back like Miss Patty since I was three
Pat-a- cake cake cake cake cake
like big numbers, big digits
I like big booties, big titties
I put my steel in a freezers
I'm shooting, there's no misses
I never miss all these
Yo I gotta be home by eight thirty or my moms'll kill me
She spasses out when I'm late, plus she says that I'm too young to date
So overprotective,
the stars
What a giant step
Have we got what it takes
To carry the weight of this concept?
Or pass it by
Like a shot in the dark
Miss the mark with
rich
Shoot for the stars, I just hope I don't miss
Jump in my bag, jump out the mix
Jump on the track, know this bih lit
And it's all facts, we too legit
Steal
I keep a steal rod hit chromosomes
Still
Standing still
Letting God take control
Woah
Too savage to be religious
I'll air it out reading scriptures
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