Lyrics:
Surrounded by feds
The Pain
Bruce felt
Finding out
Alfred was dead
Riding around
With these voices
So loud in my head
Crowded like the crowd
For a
New Years
offerings are comical
I'm offing every obstacle
Eyes wide shut
Closed mouths don't get fed
Might die by lust
Good sex and good head
In thighs I trust
You can
a chance to earn your trust again
I don't want to settle fight to win
Apparently my patience is so thin
I'm scared to be adjacent to wind
With no foundation
Countless times see you pick yourself up
Tears in my eyes tell me "lift your head up"
Years goin by think it's getting better
But the harder you try
I know you are the one
I don't care what they say
You'll always be my baby
You're the one I'm cravin' yeah
So light one up and blaze it
It's time
wanna be home in my Zone-a
Now I'm back a work
Where my life is drained
Like a zombie in a coma
I don't really wanna be here
Wanna be on my couch
In my
You know what I'm saying
I be hearing all this black lives rhetoric, you know what I'm saying
I'm not against it
But then I hear the all live shit
Drop a hundred bands
Straight from my wallet
Should I remain humble
Should I be less modest
Or should I move cocky
And disguise it
By saying that
I'm
[Fred] Chopper City let 'em know!
[Chopper]
I believe in gettin rich or die tryin
Niggaz is (?) and I'm a warrior like ninja stroll
It ain't nothin,
planes, jump in a wraith then I’m fucking up Bape.
Cuban link Spent a brick on the chain
My team lit, dumps inna bay
Champagne pop the club we gone spray
Lowkey
I been missing drugs
All by lonely
Oc
I been outta touch
I miss the old me
I miss the way it used to be forreal
I miss my brodie
Og
We dont smoke no
in disguise, I feel the vibes in public
You brought this pain into my life, I gave you all for nothing
It's been too long, I'm touched deprived , I
VERSE 1
I may look but I won’t touch
Cuz I’ve been touched by you
What looks like gold may turn to dust
In you I see what’s true
I’m in love
cleansed who got my back till the end yeah
Used by niggas I thought was my brothers they ain't fuck with me
That's why I'm out the way cause if they play
Take it Out
Started in the car now we naked on The couch
You see I hustle all-day and grind all Night
You don't even care cause you by Myside
When I ride
Slow dance
My pace
Taking you
By the waist
I'm only here for one more night
If it's my only chance gotta get this right
Catching flights
Foreign
War
And on their return home they were shunned by Australia and its government
It took fifteen years, and in 1987 Prime Minister Bob Hawke turned
What's a guy gotta do
To get a girl in this town
Well ask anybody I'm a pretty good guy
And the looks decent wagon didn't pass me by
There ain't
my spirit when she's not around, yeah
I need a woman I can build with, aye
I need a shorty to be real with
Man I'm just looking for a shorty I can stay
now that mix is workiin'
I'mma start, I'm on my way(my one eyeball's smaller)
My ears got blessed by the(killing spree mode activated)
Heavenly
predict
I was trapping in the same old kicks
Wore them out till they had no grip
Now I'm balling like J.R for the Knicks
No hoes, now they all on my dick
cuz we up next
Every single time we dubbin girl
It be a rap
Not with nothing
With the fronting
Shorty know my vibe
Put in OVERTIME
If she on my type
I've been thinking 'bout those memories, those memories I'm holdin'
All that love and all that energy, that energy in motion
I've been thinking 'bout
she be freezing the room
And OOO hot damn i love the idea of you
Yeah shes a dancer imagine that
Now im thinking bout all the things i wanna
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