Lyrics:
to run
So I got myself a new plan
Stealin' from the Taliban
Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
Sergeant didn't like it so they put me in
to the freeway
One year, maybe dear, somebody will find us here
But now, funny how nature has her way with me
Does unattached a head still dream?
Do legs still
Gone for too long to be tryna hop on
I’m in a different mode
With some different cologne
It’s funny how when you grown
You don’t even smell the same
I got a thing for you hip-hop baby I still love you
It’s funny how I feel you so much but I can’t hug you
I put whatever on it every moment is
hoping to see light at the end of the trail
All that i been through and the demons that haunted my dreams
I need to be freed
I vow to stay working hard
Look into the mirror hanging on the wall
Shadows dance across your face, it doesn't look like you at all
I have this funny feeling I've known you
the old you
As a kid I wanted to invent
And now I do
Funny how things lay and play out when you
Go against the grain called insane but then it's cool
Little
that my life could slowly pass me by
Never knew why had I, being paid so little,
Worked so dang hard but couldn't solve the riddle
Didn't get
Through the lows I carried on
I almost got depressed
Life will kick you down
When you just tryna live your best
But little do you know
That’s when it’s
living like I do
It get a little bit lonely
Surrounded by a thousand
Not a single one "KNOW ME"
But that's the "PRICE I PAY" so I can keep it all "GOING"
And I could have sworn he never would have showed
So I stop down by the bar and grab my drink
Yeah I need some fuel to help me sit and think
But all I
had to pick the one tonight
Holes, dug by little moles
Angry, jealous spies
Got telephones for eyes
Come to you as Friends
All those endless ends
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two hearts
a real bitch by the way she hold me
I love my TRU niggas like I love money
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin' funny
and I take it
the Tre Pounds
Made em' run, it was funny, he was scared of the gun sound
Made em' shit, he a bitch
By the car, he was ducked down
I ain't got no time
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again
So baby, won't you come and put our two hearts together?
That would make you
What's the American Dream? Makin makin money
keepin pistols and shit, 'cause ain't a damn thing funny
Niggas around my block be actin so crummy
Wit
it's just not on
It's funny how
As time goes by
Some feelings grow
While others die
But who are we
To disagree
With what our hearts dictate
funny when they turn and laugh
'Cause I've been chasing dreams while they just sit and hate
Even with a broken leg, I'mma crawl to the goal
You heard what
and weave women
Yeah, yeah
Ain't it funny how your nightmares
Can turn into your dreams, yeah?
Yeah it's been a Blur
And it happens so fast
That you just can
dreams
With ambitions thats mine by any means
It'll take me seven days
Whip up like the Escalades
Flow is like the Everglades
Take me to a better place
[Intro]
(Yeah ouuuuu) (hen hen)
I do that shit I get fly
(Yeah ouuuu)
I do that shit I get fly
[Verse 1]
It’s funny now they tagging along
They see
[Intro]
(Yeah ouuuuu) (hen hen)
I do that sh*t I get fly
(Yeah ouuuu)
I do that sh*t I get fly
[Verse 1]
It’s funny now they tagging along
They see
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