Lyrics:
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
And I wept when Utah died
While riding up one morning
And our work was almost done
The cattle quickly started
On a wild and maddening run
The boss's
I been fuckin round
Almost reached the ceiling
This girl really
Got me in my feelings
Yea she pretty yea
She always so appealing
Got me high what
Can't forget those moments
Couldn't sleep
All night till the morning
Yeah
Trynna eat but I'm vomiting
Didn't know, didn't know
I almost died!
I
and every night
Life caught me by surprise
No control in my mind
I keep coping (I keep coping)
Doesn't work all the time
I keep hoping (I keep hoping)
One
I'm roasted, a toast to my bands
I just got another big check in the bank
Damn
Woke up the morning ain't worried bout nothin like bet you I'm safe
Damn
not Crip nigga, you are a crustacean
I was walking the strip and was drunk asl pacing
Seen thick white bitch throw ass to Kate Perry
Can't wait till I
I'm Dr. Seuss
Got diagnostics for the ones who got issues
I'm thankful for the Lord who grants my servitude
In the morning I be
Waking while I'm baking
will
He a slave to materials
That perry el
Yeah coppin em brings his thrills
Swear that he from buffalo
He in love with the bills
Never had no real
the bees (just like Sunday morning)
And I am pleased. (almost Sunday morning)
I don´t know, what I have done to you.
But it´s senseless to be sad and blue.
As we drift away
The liar
I'm by myself remembering
To be lighter
So why does it feel
Like I'm almost done
With hearts I could steal
Like I'm almost gone
Mill worker houses lined up in a row,
Another southern Sunday morning blow
Beneath the steeple all the people have begun
Shakin' hands with
Mill worker houses lined up in a row,
Another southern Sunday morning blow
Beneath the steeple all the people have begun
Shakin' hands with
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
name in my dreams
I forget by the morning
Swear I can smell you on my sheets
Hear you shower in the morning
Holding on to my fantasies
Trying
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
The city is ours
The city is ours
Rollin' past graffiti walls,
Billboards lighting up the block
Everyone of us on a mission
Got a whole crew by my
day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Oh, I don't wanna keep on wishin', missin'
The still of the morning, the color of the night
Riding clean with that travel size listerine Why
Suck my duck then, Light that spliff
It's all so routine, Getting bent
Perry Ellis sweater hung over
on her feet
Seen her 3 times this week
If she passes by then I'll speak
I came up and made my introduction
First and last name said my government
Seen you
Give me the bread from the clout
I need a beach by my house
I can't run with a cat or a mouse
I'm stingy with a dab and a pounce
Back talk always come
wake up in the morning affi light myself a doobie
A spliff a day evil away not even christ nuh see me
Honda monday Benz a Sunday lambo pan di
a lawyer like Perry Mason
Cursed! The Mormons tried to blame it on my melanin
I blame it on the fall and all the sins of my fellowmen
But you delivered me
the whole club
Hit the road by myself, got my own plug
I brought lean to the city, niggas owe up
Nigga
I wear Saint Laurent, we don't drip the same
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