Lyrics:
walk by the railroad track
Hambone
Hambone, hambone
Have you heard?
Papa's gonna buy me a mocking bird
And if that mocking bird don't sing
Need to take these chains off
Sometimes, like, when I listen back to my old shit
It's like, sounds like it's, they add, like, a little melody
I ain't with the back and forth, I ain't back and forth
Look at what you asking for, would you back up off me like
Pretty sure your man still
block lyrics Cause these arts are martial
My thoughts given by space ain't it awesome
Talk, walk different now they think I'm martian lost ones listen ya
She walks by the Indian Ocean
As the sun sinks in the west
From the beach a breeze is blowing
Playing with her cotton dress
All I want, I confess
I
Order
Lies in the news
Propaganda, catching minds in a snooze
Take a walk in my shoes, it's all the dudes
Too many sips of the brew
Sick spit off
by
Conscience says, "I'm okay"
You don't hear what they say
"He's not my son, search his home"
Off to war
It's time to go hide inside
Soft
the club on the late night, feeling right
Looking, trying to spot something real nice
Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can
Surviving weekend to the next
Lord, show me how to fight
This disillusionment I'm suffering
Obedience, my new defense
I'll walk by faith
Intelligence
walk by the railroad track
Hambone
Hambone, hambone
Have you heard?
Papa's gonna buy me a mocking bird
And if that mocking bird don't sing
to assume
Nothin' new, I been on the walk out here with a few
Has to wonder, nut gotta slide with her
Check your riches, son, I concur
Hit her long from
[Chorus: ]
You used to be my man, we used to be in love
Since we parted ways things is gettin' rough
Just because I got a kid by you
Don't give
goin by the hood an stick it to them hoes.
Tenants are livin on the card, them hoes,
City Bank Visa, but the card is stole,
Retail price, juss
a dollar off a nine millimetre
Now life a little sweeter
I'm in the dealer
Coppin' a drop
On the beach in Hawaii with Mariah, wop!
Laying
I was up in Orlando
I saw many scandals
But nowadays all of that's average
No handle on life
Homeless and fiends walk around city lights
But still
She won't let me go she said I'd understand
Won't let me go because she needs a man
To tell her it's fine when he don't give a damn
Take off her
you know
You know how I DO been about my chips
Making love to my money yeh
We friends with benefit's
Fresh off the plane
Bandana over my left shoulder
Verse 1
Damn this beat is dope
Menace on the flow
Time to run amuck
Got my eyes low,
With my head up,
Four fingers down,
Middle finger up,
Sin on my
handle this grind
Get you twisted like finger signs when I bind
Spectacle tackle attack, leavin' 'em limpin'
Then I'm off to catch some joy
Bruh I'm nurse
this BIN
Counting up my blessings while I'm
Running up my sins lil' bitch on dick
I'm gon' put it in her ribs
Jumped in the water, now I drown in
sins
I see you sold your soul for Camps Bay and to Bryanston
All the bitches you can have and you wanna fuck my kin and walk in my Timbs sorry
I don't
really like to sin!"
She grabbed me by the hand and
Said "You'll come with me
We're going 'round the back, " she cooed
"and in the rectory!"
But then
Get wit the winning team we winning team
I put you bitches up on the map why y'all do this
Acting like that shit original who you fooling
We been off
Aye bro
You want to turn it up in my headphones real quick
Yeah that's it
Yeah
I walk into there
No more talking
Want to demonstrate this power
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