Lyrics:
working in a hard hat
Call me Bob the Builder I was grinding on the tarmac
Spitting long verser shout out my dog Ernest
We came from a place where they said
Can't hide the love when it appears
Real
Recognized in the field
Intentions never concealed
Recognized by the real
Real life and the rap shit
Most lose
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world
a hundred with me anymore
I just want you to know that I love you
Ah, for-real?
I don't want us to break up
That how you feel?
Don't call my phone no more
we were moved by the moon, like the sea
heavenly body it’s yours on mine
the stars agree
you call me angel and i call you mine
for how many people
to kiss him, he used to hug her
Call it deep love or puppy love, they bunked off school
Now there's no flame, things ain't the same
Look's like she's
living life without you by my side.
Day after day you find a way to make this grown man cry.
Some might call it insanity.
Without a doubt for the rest
on a wild one, I got stitched
Caught up in a fight
I was dreaming, dreaming, oh I saw you last night
(I got a) 4 by 8 on Riker's Yard
8 to 15 I'm
How did I get her
Well thats two pounds broken down on spot
They asking for the formula
Well I save pennies don't make myself hot
Ladies love Cool J
people play [echo]
It's a call for re-adjustment
Fine tune your positions
You slipping and tripping
Instead of bobbing and dipping [echo]
Will never let
Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay
Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight,
What's the color of hatred people?
You all have different colors but we agree on red being the love's one
We fall for a dose of shock from a plug
Askin'
forward call me Harold
DC be the main apparel marveled by my character
I swear to them I changed for better I learned a lot from being set up
My hunger came
ain't even clean up
In the midst of the wave, it's where i was raised
Been at this shit for decades
Conference calls on a jet ski
Calluses on my thumbs
feel like I'm last
Hyped for my future ashamed of my past
Why should I smile the fuck I accomplish
I won't be happy till I'm rich and poppin'
(Aye, Aye)
You’re A Big Girl Now
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet
And I’m back in the rain, oh, oh
replaced
I felt untouchable at first
But now that shit up for debate
Seem like just the other day
I lost Taneshiea I lost Trey
I Lost LS n loss Day Day
We
reflecting our lives
And I don't know why
All I wanted was for this to last
But now you're just another lost piece in my past
Took such a long time to find
Oh take a shot for me
Oh take a shot
Oh you got me in this drama
You got me hesitating love
I call the shots with this lil mama
To put you in a place
Everybody knows
Your love call
Hunger leads a leg
To the edge
For filling You’ll beg
Thirst to quench
Drown in vapid matter where you’ll burn
Swallow
got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin
on a vacay
She love me like some chicken but its alot of shit thats at steak
Mysterious number call m phone start with 619
Wrote a letter to my watch and not
Yea, I ain't a love addict but I'm abusing the drug
Nate and Mil them my slimes, call em snails or sum slugs
You think you hurting my feelings by
You were supposed to hit my line when you're down
Baby what you talking about
When you said you love me
I knew it was for the clout
When I talk
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