Lyrics:
in any kind of high
Been minute since we kicked it
Always listening you never listen
I'm the missing your never searching
For me never did adore
just wastin time
O yea i'm wastin time away
Its been a while for us
Since we kicked up the dust
And ran it all away
Cause it'll never be
Just you and me
some guys wife and punched her in the tit
Got the shit kicked out of you explains the lump on your head
But this bitch still took you home and you hump
kicked us out of the 405
No Ls but I kept my drive
See ambition all up in my eyes
See that passion all in my eyes
Gotta stay down til the day I rise
Been
to be
Man I'm kicked back some where counting celery
Fuck the ogs when you the prodigy
Now when I look up my grandma proud of me
Remember they doubted me
what I’m going through
I saw your ma and I saw your pa
They both kicked the door in on my car
Our so called friends call me dirty names
I guess they all
Yuki
Little bitch, she wanted to fuck (She wanted to fuck)
Told that bitch no
Kicked that bitch straight the fuck out the door, hoe
Yeah, I'll say it
I write a verse a day
Kicked him out his office but I told the smoking nurse to stay
So is it work or play, do you disburse the haze
If so I got
you want
But I know the truth about you
What I would do without you is buy my own
Cause you talk with aggressive words
And I heard that she kicked yo
trapping lotta you niggas be capping
holla at cj pushing the whip on a e-way
For the fame, bitch I never sell my soul
Im kicked up right at the stu my broski
door
Because I'm tired of being kicked to floor
Is there something wrong if I can never fix it?
Like an open wound that's getting infected
Denial
inside the flames
Kicked/shoved/bit/stabbed my way out
Laid out in butane - the blaze surrounds
I'll carry pieces of pain in my mouth
Let the hurt that I
ain't even on this side but want a percentage
I kicked open the door walked right thru the entrance
And saw everything I wanted but could never get it
hoochies
Ouchie Wallies
Kicked em
Bruce lee
She got that feel good
Silk skin
Like it's luie
Designer
It's just our highs and low (It's just our highs
on it
Gotta rewind put statement back on track, and
I could always read your mind like I live in it
You kicked me out, changed the locks, put a seal on it
tryna take a pic with me
Ridin' round town with A Lee Fresh Herbs
Smokin' strong with my boy Big Vinke
Stepped in the game kicked down the door
Takin'
of last night's kicked shin
For some of that reserved energy
This bloody stand pavilion works me up
One more time tonight
We came in to the south side
tight
So I tied the noose tight
Put all their necks in, kicked the stool, and I said, "goodbye"
Clash of the titans, raps are the tightest
Any
true
Crazy kid, the goofy kid
The always been a hooligan
But pull up with the goofiness
And get ya dang kufi kicked
And you was cooler than Timon
hoe on the low its on pornhub
I told you she hoeing
On me a young nigga was tryna ignore her
Got top all night kicked her out in the morning
I put
got it ima take it you know cash rules
You kicked me in my chest when I was down and even laughed too
And ill never forget it
I Keep it real with
the pin out
I was the shit then and nigga I'm still the shit now
Party at the penthouse till the neighbors get us kicked out
Easy
What did you think was
a couple
But this nigga Chubbs kicked out of school his dad done had enough shyt
So now Chubbs with his grandma and he down bad ain't have nun
But David hit
too
But at what cost
I got kicked up out the classroom
Had to make the cash move
That's the price of life
Yeah If the price is right
What makes you
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