Lyrics:
breathe
But I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High off her love, drunk from her hate
It's like I'm
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
everyday we haffi sing
Live up you passion because we know it must live
Who a try test you with negative get a sting
Them kick up a ground and still bow
in the tropics
And I'm a suck the p**** till she beg me to stop it
That's real; I'm a tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
clickin' until it's over
Still'll put the snow on the mission to Minnesota
Come on, you know the drill, hop in and hand it over
I'm drivin' in the whip so
it ta' poppin' ma, its a little before 1
And I'm yellin' out hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yo
I can tell by the ring in the middle of your tongue
You
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Even if you was my son you couldn't belittle me
My life got more layers than a secret identity
And I'm all money in like Nip and J. Stone whippin'
playin'
Ten thousand violins
Souls floating away like feathers in the wind
They said my last album I sounded bitter
No, I sound like a spitter
Who
you'll never be able to say
That these brothers lied to you Jack
Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like Che
with me
Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline
Learned some new chords while you uncreative were sampling
I'm wolf, I spit flow-y partly
evening, I'm in Chicago at the Elysian
With some girls that say they models but umm, I don't believe 'em
Who's still getting tested?
Where's all the women
Dreaming of future reality
Well you done know say nothing can′t stop me
'Cause a so we drop that
Yo - Sean Paul one time nah waste no time
Baby i′ll
Somebody out there's got to know what I'm talking about
Raise your hand if you're with me
Give them hope in a hopeless world
Gotta find hope in a hopeless
on one knee
I'm havin' a stroke of genius, Elizabeth I'm comin' to you, honey
From boy to man, it's still make a whore moan like a thyroid gland
I'm in
still love you like my first million
You got my hypnotized like the scene with B.I.G. and I reverse wheelin' (damn)
CÎROC boys, blue circle business,
it, toss it like salad
Not Sean Paul, not 21 Savage
Like scroungy, Harry Belafonte
Pretty with no ass like Ariana Grande
I love it when my niggas
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
and Christ gave me his passion
Father help us, police doing target practice with real bodies
Mommas in the streets, crying, standing over a still body
in the tropics
And I'm a suck the pussy till she beg me to stop it
That's real; I'm a tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him
It feels like I'm falling in love
I'm lost inside
You're my desire
Oh baby can't you see
I'm falling for you head over heels
Baby, Baby I'm
the old grey man,
But marry a young man, my Leo, even though he lives but a year,
Or you'll still be without a daughter or son above you,
Crying in
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