Lyrics:
mights
(Puffin' weed, Black Dye crushin' me)
(Smokin' out in weather thinkin' they can fuck with me)
(Pop some bees, wild out drop the V)
(Slay Sean yeah
Run your fingers down my back
Until you find the knife you stabbed
Into my vertebrae
I'm bleeding out but it's okay
I'm trying hard to not collapse
Hips swaying walking down the street, Animal sex appeal from head to feet
Fleshy lips shining out that tanned skin, Ass fitted in a tight black vinyl
swinging [A] free
Well, I [D] made you look but I [A]could not make you [D] see
Look [E] down at your shoes 'cause the tie that binds was un[D]tied by
money clips
Selling out was not the lick
Of anothers clique
Wasn't cool just cause you rich
Sit here, bang shots
Black and Puerto Rican stars
Twin
but don't let it be a black and a white one,
'cause they'll slam ya down to the street top. Black police
showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone
knows?
Cause any second my temper can fucking blow
I get colder than December
Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember
See Bizarre can show you
me drown
Tryna hold the mandem down
'Cause I shutdown Shoreditch car park
And I got bars like Camden Town
Out there tryna survive on the streets
footage
Black hoodie boy, walking down the street
Very discreet (Black hoodie boy)
Black hoodie boy, Loosing his momma
(Black hood boy, black hoodie boy)
Taking over, turning black and blue
Just take it away
Locked within my mind I feel consumed
Just take it away
Inside, outside, am I upside down?
I'm
I met him way down south
Out of town
All it took
Was one little slip
We both leaned in and bumped heads
That's when
He turned to me and said
Baby
on the ground
Wit they life in the sky
I'm far perfect
But these words
Is helping me to get by
We all black but these crackers glad to shoot us all down
My
Walking down the street, watching ladies
I got by watching you, watching you
I want you, like if I ain't got nothing to do
He's a goner, hey, you just
Hey you, with the long face
Cherry up dear in a sunken down place, singin’
Who’s that girl with the with the short skirt
I can already tell she’ll
on the prowl
I'm out for blood
Get your affairs in order
I'm Black Bette
My flow steady
Your favorite, she's over
Eau de Toilette: Gianni Versace
Smell like
my heart stitch
by stitch, by stitch
Black ripped jeans with the black ripped fishnets
Long painted nails
Clothes that smell like cigarettes
(Clothes
that her baby moving slower
'cause the world is on his shoulders then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little black 'matic
highness but we did it all night
Last night!
[Tajai]
Last night I spend my whole night out
Met some hoes outta fest for low riders
Mind hunters, lip gloss
screams on shitty streets
Out of their world they won't see
Where is my friend, missing you
You may be also in black pot
Kicked around by a crackpot few
signature
Down another glass it really make my kidney hurt uh
I'm fucking this bitch pussy from heaven that shit out of 10 is a fucking 11 she moaning Louder
And every step you take your hearin' the blood squish
I just saw a chick who was missin' half of her cheek, chin, and her lip
Handin' out free drinks
niggas can't fuck with Chuck
I'm a Compton nigga and I don't give a fuck
Nigga walk around with that pistol tucked
I do drive-by's out a Bentley truck
I Found out
(Written By Sonny LeMaire, Clay Mills & Mark Selby)
(Valentine Sky Music, Still Working for the Woman Music, Songs of Moraine)
(BMI
sing out the balcony
Shakespeare was probably black
So we Romey-Rome and Julissa
And we rome the town and the Tesla
Her Telfar and my motor vegan
I
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