Lyrics:
time my baby's got my back
So there's no point re-running that save back
She my Nurse Joy
And she know boy
Heal me up
Feel me up
When I'm down boy
She my
Redneck Paradise
And the things we like don’t cost a lot of money
Good foot stompin’ music gets us by
Measure up our wealth in friends and family
always end up
Breaking up and ? slowing down the line
But I don't know why cause your everything in my life
And I can't go on without having you by my
stop you
Change up like a sock
Every time they try to clock you
Tick more than they tock
Ah, push (I push)
Don't you let them pull you down
chumped, I got dissed
I got upset, I got a tec and a banana clip
Was down to throw the led to any tellin' crackhead
I'm still livin' broke, so a lot of good
let me see ya hands up now
(Girls) those that are bougie
Those that are hoochie
Those that are usually in Gucci
(Girls) some of them no good
that I made reticent
I'm a no-good sinner, thoughts grow in the thistles
And then my soul starts singin' again
How I've grown so cynical in this delirium
the streets
We in the hills now
I just bust a rollie down so i can kill time
If I tell 'em what I'm worth
Then they gone swear I'm lying
Pull up in some shit
Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've
like Howard
I was getting paid by the hour, Now I'm getting paid to sell flowers
I used to flip that Reggie, I leveled up to that Sour
And now they keep
With my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around
When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
So when I hopped up off the porch
I more like jumped up out the gate I spent days in at the Marriott
I Jue Lan my carry out Probably keep a card
do drugs you're a stick in the mud
No shut the fuck up keep your serotonin stock up
Free A$AP Rocky who's locked up in Stockholm
Irrespective of your
you to the fuckin' dogs
I'll keep on playin' saint, you keep beggin' me to stop
I ain't a good shot baby, but I'm on a roll
You better get down lady,
Toast to the Good Times
No longer a good guy
But I got good vibes
White lies turn to black holes in the end
I got
No respect for niggas posing
years go by
I still can't say good-bye
He always took care of Mom and me.
We all cut down a Christmas tree
He always had some time for me
Wind
hundred million dollars
To get me up tomorrow
I won't go down with the ship
I will put my hands up and surrender
There will be no more flags above my
sweetfully in these tweets for me
My nigga, have some decency
You move too up and down, we can't align whicho frequency
My coyotes by the dozen, I can't keep
Punish Myself by Richard Schuttler
Well I wake up in the morning and I stumble out of bed
Got a get a cup of coffee figure out where I'm at
Well
getcha rocked
Throwin down da set, datll getcha knocked
Rule#1 we dont ever knock
Rule #2 keep it by ya side
Rule#3 dont dap up a opp
Rule#4 dont talk
round
Shots, fly by if you stand round
Talk, ain't enough so just stand down
On the block spin twice get the pot stirred up
Backwoods and some Henny I
tell me when I can come by girl
you got that good good,
you got that good good good.
wine up your body girl jump pon mi hood
from me say your body good
looking fear back in its eyes and never run away
It’s not complicated it’s a breeze never fall away
Never fall down now who am I kidding to speak this way
all
Or you just stand up on your feet
Put more fuel on your dreams
I tell you nothing good comes so easily you know
I hope you make the right choice
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