Lyrics:
A CLUE
IT’S TOO LATE NOW NOT SURE WHAT I’M SUPPOSE TO DO
YOU TRICKED ME, YOU KICKED ME, YOU KNOW I’M NOT THAT TOUGH
YOU KNEED ME, BROW BEAT ME UNTIL I HAD
solace, and this time it's harmless he says. and ""they do what they say"" is what he says to me
but his sister's impaired and his dad's a cop
he's poc,
World peace, that's easy
All I gotta do is wake all y'all sleeping
Turn off the news, use logic and reason
It's great to awake from American dreaming
verde faccio all-in
My man Benetti all'autogrill gioca a
Carta vince carta perde
Un nano baro dice punto e perde sempre
It's a fuckin' robba da
Nettezza
Do your research nigga yea we been on Pico
Bitch I'm really cut from it
Nah this ain't a ego
Stomp a nigga in Diors
That's my nigga Cinco
Stone Island
there tipping
You know I'm big blood by
The way I'm dripping
Got a real shooter and he my assistant
Tech-9 on me like I'm a technician
Can't trust shit
gas
But in return he got the life fact of life he already had
It's kind of wack, what some will do for a stack
Or how a piece of lead can make such
shit a waist
I'm just tryna get them big zeros up in the bank
Laughing at me last year but they all gone come my way
And it's crazy I had all these real
I need all my peso
Yeah I need the queso
Get the money by caseload
Walk yo ship like I'm shanks hoe
Haki is on me go blank bro
Big yonko my rank hoe
Ever so long ago,
there lived two poor brothers who grew together.
The elder brother Rajeev was cunning by nature,
but the younger brother was not.
You're fast asleep
in your daddy's car
Mama's by your side
You're dreaming about
all the things you done
All the happy rides
Well everything
that you
Yeah
Roc N Mayne what up man
What we gone do on this shit right here
I'mma come up with a fly ass hook
I really ain't gone say shit on the verses
Rockin'
Rockin' and rollin'
Down to the beach I'm strolling
But the seagulls poke at my head
Not fun!
I said "Seagulls mmgh! Stop it now!"
on the bottom
Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
Moans and groans with a big t'do
And the old cow just goes moo
All God's creatures got a place in
your style
They wish to see the day
When the Telly* go die
But i make it inna life by the help of the most I
Mix up mi reggae with a piece
This is Majesty, yeah
I wanted to fix things
I wanted you back
My heartbreak wasn't a big deal
I didn't trust anyone
All I want is to fix things you
me at the store
The water is magic the underground flow
They saying big walt you switched the whole flow
Maybe it's me but maybe the hoes
Keep me some
your style
They wish to see the day
When the Telly* go die
But i make it inna life by the help of the most I
Mix up mi reggae with a piece
and fall in love
I'll do my best to make you proud
Keep my room the same for now
Just in case these big ol' dreams don't work out
[Chorus]
We knew
a little, stole a little I admit it
But I bet one witness won't come forth and ever say I did it
Cause those the snitches sleep in ditches, ya'll I know
about you and all the evil things you do
Well I have news for you
This song's a big fuck you
To the lines that kept me up
And dragged me down your
hat®
It went through the top
Only leaving a spot
It was fabricated by an Indian bud
Who did not now that he was hot
Hanging on the posters
A boy heard the voice of the whippoorwill one night
and went out to find where he was singing. He had to
walk quite a ways through a big field,
I been away from hell too long, I think it's time I went home
Ain't got no niggas or no weapons, steppin out on my own
Now I missed curfew
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