Lyrics:
rockin every city them niggaz back pounds of that purp'
Yeah--What it is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were
batch of friends is taking you
And can you tell me what your aspirations are, your dreams
Forget the money brother, tell me what makes you, you
Can you
na, na, na, na)
Can these baddies remember me?
Stuck in this jealousy (la, la, la, la, la)
We got packs of the green
Trapped in my dreams, baby
worried 'bout these niggas
I just need a check, ayy
My baby mama say I'm up, I
Told that bitch I'm next, ayy
Banging with my brothers, ayy
Banging with no
Yeah ah
I was made by the mess (Play with the drip it got slippery splash)
I was made by the mess (Check at the combos they stitched up like that)
I
wanna hear
Sharpened by the Word
Being led by His Spirit
Not through the Word based on
How you be feelin' it
No iron to sharpen
If the leaders are full
brothers in this by midnight
Cause brothers gotta get the shit that's really in man
Batches on our jock, batches on our jock
Mind teachin' things
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
La la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la la
It has often been my dream
To live with one who wasn't there
Like an ocean fish who swam
dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These
and these guitars
'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers on a summer's night
With a vow
will let me down,
Where were you when I needed you, last winter, my love?
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la
Where are you
the journey went north
What if I grew up in Paris
A revoir mes amis
I think this time is apparent
Take my talents overseas
Where my neighbors are caring
Yes I
no Lexus
Just low cars that bounce
[SX] And Taco Bells by the ounce
[LJ] Speakin of food, yo Sincere you made it clear
We need our
do the stuff that only dreams are made of
Baby, I've been thinking about you lately
Your voice plays on repeat, you make me feel complete
My missing
will travel safely to where you are
Because the melody is custom made for your heart
Though near or far I will find a way to send my love
Only pray that
and they still suck
I guess that’s what happens when you give babies a thumbs up
Racism stories we are to be blamed they don’t know our part
Life is
of the Jonas brothers band
And Where's the mini-skirt made of denim
And why are there so many movies about venom
And now streaming became tv
It has sitcoms, game
The anxiety is, will i have to leave? Is this a dream
Will i become ill? Will i have to die again? Will i miss out
Suddenly an announcement is made
said damn today, my beeper keeps on buzzing
Men are calling every hour, on the hour
By the dozen so a piece of advice, that were
Don't try to talk to me
kid, put it in ya pocket"
Nahmean?
Make a brother feel good, word up!
Brother feel energised
I wanna dedicate this one to the game
that put me
dreams
Boy, I can see
You're looking at me like you want it
Oh, usually I'm like whatever but tonight
The way you moving got me where I might
It
Them little blacks hands are yours.
You can't hold the black brothers' hands?
But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands
Before you hold each
real with you baby
Cus the shit I used to do is what made me
And I'm hopin I ain't gotta go back to the trap
Cus we really know that we don't want that
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