Lyrics:
Thing Going Through The Winter Up Here Man
A Lot Of Girls Y'know, Wanna Get Close. You Might Think They The One
But Just Wait, Nah Mean, Take It Slow
to cut your face from out the place I find my sympathy
No honest mistakes, you'll never change and what's the casualty?
All it fucking takes is just
voodoo Doll
do your worst
It takes
more than curse
To drop me
Stop me
Like you's cop
And feeling frisky
This rap shit is risky
I know that pics
Roam
an evil, a demon in people
They lethal and creep up
On people who sleeping
And peelin at feelings and
Seeking for treason
By stealing and not healing your
west
Baby you'll want a great hand
When you take a gamble with the Wasteland
Place some bets, pay your debts
Or make plans to kick the bucket
Bite
Lemme take u on a date
wait
Baby Lemme take u to my place
Lemme show u a good time
Don't make me have to wait
I'm making breakfast in the morning
I'll
hear that name and place a trigger to the figure who
It blew through and if ya try ta rip, I throw a bigger blue shoe to you
And if you take the shoe,
in the corner, shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch
Just take notes
I used to see niggas on TV, man
I used to be like, "Yo them niggas so
you can't provoke
So just relax with your girls or your mans and smoke
And take a real hit, soon as it bang you feel quick
It's real thick, this
you’ve got your brain within your skull
Man, I’ve said this man-made, it’s not nature
This place was beautiful before Cain came out to be jealous
Before
the pain inside
People notice your change, destroying your focus and drive
Wanna take it all away, feel like you're running a place
Confuse your own self,
report
You must have rainbows in your forecast
I'm 40 now, you know what I'm changing for
I've been this way since the umbilical and I ain't never ran into
the pews), they decided that they didn't have to take out their
Garbage for a long time.
We got up here and found all the garbage in there and we decided
the blessings of Allah
Never will you be able to count them
Indeed, man is certainly an extreme wrongdoer
A disbeliever in that he denies Allah's blessings
By
outta funds
Bodies of Native children found, killed by priests and nuns
I refuse to be that man livin' cheque to cheque
30 years at the job? What you
Listen, I'ma hundred percent hustla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake and see another
place would be hectic
Just a hungry little motherfucker looking anorexic
Take a step and I get sick
That’s the way that it is
When I handle my biz
What it
the only
Bitch balling, catch it
Bitch watch your mouth,
You could never be in
My fucking bracket
I got too much to lose,
Something to prove
I get that
the violence call like sirens
Never fold I ain't goin let up
Take my life, why you bluffing?
Like you waitin on the side
I can read em like a book hollup, take 5
'Friday',
Don't let your motherfucking talent go to waste,
Don't catch a case cause these people got a place,
To throw your life away and take you right
played out to another's melody
Never danced with my heart
Oh so take your time
And sit with it
Give it the space that it deserves
Dig down deep to find
face but they dontno us
Pull up pon your block and like a tour bus
Make it take your picture make it focus
The place where im from its where we grow up
Take me back to the place I love
Take me back to the place I love, uhuh uhuh
Take me back to the place I love
Take me back to the place I love
I
from, man
But we’ve gotta speak the truth too
(It won’t be all bad, it won’t be all good)
Uh, look
These bright lights in big cities, they never really
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