Lyrics:
King
But never Neil Diamond
Upgraded from economy
After Jean left me
Flying on dad's passport
Fast-tracked
Backpack and holes in jeans
May the doctor
Time is irrelevant. Tracked down a beacon's sent
You thought you could escape from us human
My power has been stripped, aboard the ET's ship
Captive,
Tracked her down for sending him to the pale
Julianne
Her lips are still soaking wet
With the taste of regret
Her lips were cheery red
Don't be like
back-tracked and went back forward
I never went back in fact I went fast forward
Implement that if I could get ten stacks stow it
Where your ten stacks at you
up all my time
Ex bitch trynna get her time back
Like i ain't gone bother beefin with a bihh
Wont have me trippin gettin side tracked
Lil keed ion know
unzip em
(Zip, uh, yeah)
You talk down on me, I pop out with the chrome
Hit a lick, can't be tracked, so we won't take your phone
Said I pop an RP,
tracked
Way to calm and focused to ever feel
I'm not the one to start it but that energy I'll match
Pressure been applied I'm applying it till it crack
as long as I could bear that cross
True love lied, so I snuffed it out
Cupid ran, so I tracked him down
Blood soaked daydreams come out at night
I won't
Jojo, Free Leeky, Free Cdai
Aye Free all the fucking heavy hittaz, OCF shit
Aye I got side tracked, these niggas snakes and they writing slatt
I was with
sly
Fly high, runnin' fades
Wit' yo' youngins
Said he finna get him a brand new Russian
Said he finna fetch him and his cousin
Big brodie tracked rock,
but con tracked him, yeah he think he fast but im faster
That bitch fine w ass but i think my bitch ass fatter
This nigga broke he think it don't matter
Walk through the aisle
Don't look back
The things that you lost
Won't be tracked
Erase your mind
Burn the past
Just as easily
As you asked
5 AM
Nothings free
It's all bought
What's left
On this rock
Peel the layers
Where's the facts
No getting lost
We're getting tracked
The details
Are
further software updates will be applied
Yevhen cannot be monitored or tracked
In the event of a malfunction or if the Imprint is lost
MIR data accessed
back
Cause I got a back pack full of plaque sacks
That are backed tracked
Cadillac switched to a may back
Jet black
Not a wise guy, but a wise crack
I'm
Sweet earth underneath me, tell me why, makes me cry
I'm diving deep into this love, I'm being tracked by all your fears
Will knives fall down
Hold up, hold up
I know that I lack
Consistency
I just get side tracked
With the fear that
I'm a talentless hack
What if all my hard work
Just makes me
Stretched time , I need to uprise
Sometimes the time is on my side
Sometimes it's not, right?
I'm tracked, I can not walk in the right line,
My
Mamma she called and found her son
On a tip and a hunch she tracked him down
Still adorned in his fatigues
Cause in his mind he’s still fighting
Seems
on a cloud
Lost track of the days
I was lost in the maze
Sleepwalk with my eyes
In the back of my head
Yung Nova staring at the map, tracked in my mind
Wake
the shots
Gonna get whacked on your own
Phone getting tracked to your home
Jump on the scene and I mix up the pot
Whip it too clean like I'm making a lot
dream
Is my phone getting tracked, running round packs, fuck it might be
Custys meeting the almighty
Full page, taped under Polo Blackwatch
Can't get my
soaking
Broke down the guts like I break down the buds
Blood in my clothes, burned it up in the tub
Blood in my eyes, tracked blood on the rug
Want blood in
see
There never was no guarentee, nothing that we could foresee
And now that you're away, feels like I'm being tracked by the KGB
Don't know where
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