Lyrics:
An ode to my friend
All the days go by
And by it burns me to the wire
That we will meet again
All those years they were
The best days of my life
Its what
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit.
Oh my God. Flex gonna pump this. Clue gonna pump this.
Angie Martinez gonna pump this. Ahhh oh.
Verse One: Sheek
two
Is the seat next to you free
Girl I just want you to be heard
I'm here I don't want you to be heard
Come join my family we can be a heard
Even
two
Is the seat next to you free
Girl I just want you to be heard
I'm here I don't want you to be heard
Come join my family we can be a heard
Even
this fame and cash
Now these days go day by day, I live 'em like my last
I was pushing for a dream, I'm thankful for where I'm at
Billboard four
[Jadakiss]
My outlet is full of powerful niggas
Electrify ya tie spark up the lah
Keep the room dark let me fill out my high
Then
live by the river
I live in town in a town of war
This is a song and a photograph
This is an ode to the lonely men
The last cigarette at the last hour
alone?
I been hurt by too many, my heart really gone
I can't neva do right, where am I Goin' Wrong?
This my life Ima live how I want to
Ion got all
the buffet line a second time and just order a CHICKEN FUCKING CAESAR SALAD. With dressing on the side.
Who the hell makes these rules we live by?
All of us,
content
Being the first to deal, in weaves, wig and braids
A family business by my uncle, who helped us back in the days
To teach us all the ways of all
the way I feel right now today
I came up on the wrong side of the fence
I gave my family pain and strife and asked them all for strength
But hell in my
worry
I stay loose off of grey goose and cranberry
Up in the club with my whole team
You know the routine scope the scene
All we do is smoke green
Integrity what we live by (that's what we live by)
If it's unconditional then it's likewise
They ain't want me to win, they fell in love with my struggle
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
a muh'fuckin Slaughterhouse
We outta here, we outta here, we outta
[Joe Budden]
[starts off screwed] I live my life like a hood bopper
touched by evil, all
to the present day. My nieces and nephews on my father's side are awesome, and as Mack's, we all embrace each other as if we've known each other all our lives. I'm
Your grace is sufficient for me
Nkwagye a menya ye eye w’adom, Apomo den ah me wo yi eye w’adom
(My being saved is by your grace, My good health is by
spin a bin
Fifty thousand dollar advance in my account, huh
Running up them bands with my mans, and that's how
We gotta get these racks 'cause I can
with my family. I didn't spend it with anybody. I was by myself, I'm sitting in somebody else's home, somebody else's couch in the dark. And I kept
artist
Styles I flips retarded
Family who can handle this
From Illtown to S.E. to Los Angeles
I thought I told you have my mo ney (Whatcha wan'
I just want to live my life, get it locked down, never have to worry about a thing
I just want to cruise in my ride with the top down, turn my music
I just want to live my life, get it locked down, never have to worry about a thing
I just want to cruise in my ride with the top down, turn my music
triggers
And finesse and be boisterous with figures.
This an ode to my niggas.
Fck it let’s make our own privilege.
An ode to my village.
Tell me who
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