Lyrics:
pretty funny
I never learned to take my time
Always acting crazy or a little shady
Then I put it in a rhyme
Slap it on a beat then blast it on the speakers
What I am
What I am getting older
What I need is a man by my shoulder
What I am
What you are
Alright, I'm sick of your lying there
Look
containment
Like I said this evil is resident
It all begins on a fucked up train
On a dark scary night in the wind and the rain
And Rebecca and Billy are slowly
Pretty white bitch love me like Mighty Joe Young, I'm King Kong
Baby, we gotta go, roadrunning to the bag, we heard its hundreds on the floor
And little
they're just little boys
Cause I know an empty stomach makes a lot of noise
She likes to twerk, make that booty grin, and smirk
The ass looks good, but
Pretty as they come, she always claiming she a cancer
I ain't hear a word, I'm looking at her for the answer
And how you think I really feel
No support
Insecurities by making the other kids cry
I know you hate it but you can't let that temper flare
If they start saying something
Switch to a different chair
Now
I knew this kid named Alberto
Funny style cat
And his girl looked like a turtle
Not Lisa Turtle, just a turtle
High school track
He ran
tell how she look naked
Even though she outfitted
Now you did it backing it up
A regular brother be packing it up
Better one tired you acting me girl
lounge sicker
I was smoking by the pound living loud, nigga
Now I need a water fountain for this cottonmouth
And I ain't talkin' bout a rattlesnake
Pure
I'll take you back to my early teens
Hormones we're crazy like my bullet hole jeans
Although I was a pretty good child
Things had kinda gone a little
vase
Staring at the clouds tryna make some pretty pictures out
Changing all the laws of attraction by what I think about
Rubbing out the words
what would you say to your brother if in your place? Don’t do it.
God always catches me before I fall,
I mean, living in peace would be easy give me
always went out his way
Shit shoutout my brother Walt he got it tatted on his face
It's easy money forever, it can never be replaced I swear
Or be erased
heart
I will never let you go
You go
You go
Hey buddy
It's gonna be okay
Oh buddy
Please don't be afraid
You're gonna make a little trip
On such a pretty
Folks are trying to get through real pain
Fighting all the bull to stay sane
Brothers must ignore the disdain
Sisters need her crown may she reign
the drums of a neighboring tribe
Absorb the vibe, feels good, close my eyes
And step out ( ? ) by the crisp night air
I gotta stay aware, god, it's demons out
homosexual, I ain't have nothing against it
But little Ronny Johnson and all his football player friends
Did they always picking bad calling him fag
to say what's up
Its all good in the hood, I think
I listened to the Kinks and my fridge don't stink
Ah, yeah
So today's a pretty good day
Doing what
should have changed them years ago
But after I was stopped by that customs beagle in arrivals
I've been laying kinda low just injecting myself out
Ambidexterious juggle pretty girls and they friendly fifty friends
hit Jamacia rollin' papers turning up spotta benz
City corners I've been in a duece double O
know about movin' to Indiana and
Meeting your little brother and his mother then your life switch
I was sittin' in the darkness
Then my family came along
ranger
Never once around my people and I think danger
All my brothers are psychic, you niggas think stranger
Some people say a sign that say Windsor Ave
My
rep D-Block like I'm little bro PG
Was 13, into crime, you would think I'm PG
Come from the hood, I felt bougie while I'm drinking Fiji
To all my
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