Lyrics:
treasure to find
And I'll make my way back by the light of your heart
In the darkest of night your flame I will see
And we'll dance in the moon and we'll
Lately been focused on me
Fuck with me, it'll cost you a fee
I'm not the one or the two, nor the three
All this pain I feel that is on me
She broke
don't care
Finally seeing it's meant to be
Finally feeling free
Waves rushin at the sea
Always here to some degree
Not even day 3
You the one i wanna
we gone see what it is
What you in for everything under the sun
Recently got me first degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike so Xzibit
dey
Evidence go dey
Me I know say na just time e go take
Evidence go dey
Evidence go dey
Me I just won soft up dey for my lane oh
G3Lifestyle on a daily
two gotta finish what we started boo
Bang bang, ima aim where i wanna shot
It's on your face i can read you like an audible
Hold up hold up hold up
missin' nothin' holmes
Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause
You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all
So dog, just know, for real
leader
Keep it closely guarded
What's the secret recipe
Get a degree & reality TV
Now go and open up a bakery
Check on the view
Thank all your followers
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
overseas
And to prove that you're the greatest, got another degree
That ain't enough, now you going for 3
They gone call you Dr. Carter but you mama to me
him to pick up my heart by the peice
Or to numb all the pain that I'm feeling at least
If I want it I take it turn me to a beast
All the work that I
pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hittin' fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib, wrap you
in the middle
Like a nigga pulled up with three eyes, man
Just know them shits, they all G.I., man
Everybody got Rollies, that's two time frame
I
trippin' on me, get destroyed
Pull the plug, I'm rollin' up your cord
Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on you
Fool me three times, hold
they Lamar Jackson with it
Well they coming out of pocket
So if you pull up better stop it
When they step back and drive-by like a rocket
Put the bass
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
faith, the false one, the western God that's man made, not the Biblical Awesome
Toss em' – Pick up the Reasons for God by Timothy Keller and read it,
too long, I got a tax ID.
Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see.
Full coverage on my feet.
Hold up, slow it down and let me think about
stepping
Ain't no bluff for the niggy-nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff
Nigga if you're tough knuckle up
I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
will be
I'm not tryna catch a plea but we can have a jubilee
No this love not guaranteed but you can go get a degree
I don't need a follow up(no)
Why all
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
meet 'cha, I got my shades on to cover up my eyes
I'm hoping that nobody sees me passing by
Through my disguise I still know you recognize
But you I
Thank God now,
I can’t hold myself down
I’ve been losing my mind
And maybe that’s just fine by me.
I’ve been outta my head
Leaning into the edge
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