Lyrics:
can only share my vision with you of the future, about what freedom is.
Uhh, the way I see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right
they ever Seen is Drugs
I'm trying to Understand it's so Strange
I took two Shrooms and now my Mind Rearranged
I don't understand
Why all I think about
pen and start clutchin' it tighter
I ain't much of a fighter but I know, everything
About rollin' up, like a Dutch in a Spyder
My dope is much more
Huhahahaaaaaha.
Enough is enough.
No bluff.
Crooked.
Cook it.
Coolss ki!
The way how we operate.
Keep the faith.
Write me.
We.
We.
All mighty.
Codes.
Radio
Written By: Brianne Hanafin, Alexander Duncan IV, Adeniyi Adelekan
Write out another complaint for ya
I wouldn't do it again, tell me
If
When I was a child and I could not sleep
My mother or father came, started to sing
And ever since then, whatever I do
There is a song written about
Why'all niggaz done gone delirious
And why'all hoes, can't be serious
Queen Bee, Swizz Beatz, they scared of us
Why'all know it ain't no comparin us
What is all this talk about loving me, my sweet?
I am not afraid, not anymore, not like before
Can't you understand me?
Now baby, please pull yourself
(I do)
Shed so many tears we the ones with the last laughter
Now send it all through
Blue hundreds on the way and they all new
Only way that I fall is
heart is where the light starts to open your eyes
I can feel it my pulse every time that I write
The good Lord is lookin' down and he thinks I'm alright
for life
So we all got 'em (yeah)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it
Uuuuh
My life is so black and white
Sometimes I don't know
If I'm dreaming about it
Yeah
The days are passing by
And never know when to stop
Oh no
With all my regrets
I think about you tonight
Hoping that one day you will come back
I won't live like this another day
You know I just want it to end
I
The days go by, I write you now
but all the letters fade
There’s so much space between the wave
of thought and sound
How do you feel, how have you been
is
've been searching high and low
And no valley can flow without him
Is he dead yet, Nope I doubt it
Is he scared yet, nope its sour
Its about to be a new
ain't what you want
And if this is the realist shit I wrote
I'll say it with my last breath
They bout to write my name in stone
I'm on that mob shit
I
You sit there and talk about the great revolution
But I don't see your contribution
You talk about all the things we should do
And I think
She gotta white claw, that’s how we ball, yeah.
It’s a little hot, but imma show y’all what I am about.
Been the realest in the game since this country
big things, going big places
That's just what I do
Wake up everyday and hustle my nigga that's all I know
Ain't surprised by you hating my nigga
a better way, well, anyway
I can't take it no more
(Knock-knock) Who is it?
(Knock-knock) Who is it?!
Bill's at the door
(Kid 'N Play) (pass the peas)
to cry about
But at the same time nothing is right
It's like nothings even worth going to write about
But I still really wanna sit and try
Do you ever have
the way are all suspect
Why them Rhymesayers boys ain't break you off with a check
Wait a minute it's not that I ain't get it
It's just that I
on the wall I can't do what I used to do
My work is done and I've become a refugee in my own home
I'm a creature of habit I love a routine
That tells me what
eyes, some other time I might have stayed with you
But all that I could do was to turn around to you
Thanks for what you gave me now it's time to say
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