Lyrics:
I'm old school come like Nickelodeon (woo)
And it's going straight down like a middle parting (woo)
But if a bwoy act up he'll be jiggin' like Carlton
Constantly paranoid
Can't trust nobody trust nobody but my self
Surrounded by niggas that plot on me I live in hell
I'd rather stay in bed
Fuck
Listen closely
This a psa
Battled my emotions
Put em inna grave
Had to learn they was sum posers
Truly my mistake
I make it right hell na that's
Singing songs in my head
He'll always be there
Singing songs in my head (she's mad)
You said yourself
He was nothing but a man
Yet while he lives
He
born with sum' nappy hair
Drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup
Tity Boi's my alias
Real niggas my radius
Trill niggas on the song with me
If she bad
your mind.
By the wayside we fell.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
It's your decision, choose it well.
He said, "It's my way
nigga gone go for sure
I don't trust dese whores
Dey cheat on most ah Dey niggas 4 sure
Go getchu sum money starting drama
U niggas be bored
Live by da
get me, get this now can you freestyle
Freestyle no styles free except da radio
But the radio controlled by the sucker move
Who moved away got away
on a light day flossin down my block that same block now look what hell made; can I live yes yes you can flabbergasted by the statement life expected to be
with the balls who told the establishment to go to hell
It ain't about the money you make, when a record gets sold
It's about doin' it for nothin',
will is too strong
And the legend of Carlton lives on
He will come
When you call him with this song
In the morning he'll be gone
And his name is Carlton
"Who the hell do they think they are,
Invading our home like that?
Grandma and I had to leave so fast,
We couldn't even catch the cat."
"The
to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got
the hell do they think they are,
Invading our home like that?
Grandma and I had to leave so fast,
We couldn't even catch the cat."
"The helicopter
down to write, I always look to God to help me see the light
But I know, that I haven't been living right
And I know, that I can live by the night
But
the story of our lives
From the road we sit and watch it pass by
Is this the best use of my time?
Don't worry my love, everything's alright
I'd give just
very strong
But I might just put my Mary on
Leave your friends, so depressing like a Mary song
Still impressed by the suites at the Marriott
Come
the story of our lives
From the road we sit and watch it pass by
Is this the best use of my time?
Don't worry my love, everything's alright
I'd give just
question, your dude is live
I line 'em up like the song sell two for five
It's all love, you can hate, you can scrutinize
Fuck with me, boy, that's
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for the fam, long live my loved ones (Oh my God)
I'm by myself, I'on need yo' help, I'on give no fuck, yeah (Don't give no fuck, yeah)
I put like three
shit)
(Uh)
Long live the fucking guys (uh)
(Jetlife)
(Free huncho)
(Long live Foop G's)
(Yup)
They already know who run the city
With this shit lil bitch
I dreamed a dream in days gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be
Collected by a widow along with the flag
41-Gun salute, 4 jets in the air
Now that's going out of style
Your contribution was fear
What you reap is what you
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