Lyrics:
I used to think that I was alone
Turns out it was true
I always thought you were by my side
Guess it's just not you
Don't test me
Yo girl trying so
with your chain hanging
Its like juliane trying to get rid of the gang bangers
Now that Pac past trying to put us on death row get ready for
Standing in the rain
With his head hung low
He couldn't get a ticket
It was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd
He could picture
best
She takes good care of me, yeah, yeah yeah yeah.
Trying her best I can see now
More than actual words
When I get smart, it's way too hard
To think
I can't remember much about it
But I know I'll never forget it
What life was like
On Warner Road
And whenever I get nostalgic
It kinda hurts to think
Wa-ves, you say waves, I say wa-ves, you feel me?
Kaepernick, waddup?
I knew they was gonna do that to you
But it's all good, though
You gotta'
a good teacher
But don't let it get you down
Keep your head above the water
Stay afloat, don't drown
Why spend time casting hate
When there's love to go
You feel good, yeah, you're fine
But every time that she walks by
She's cool, she's so cruel
But don't you know it's up to you?
You do or you don't
"For us to live any other way
Was nuts uh, to us
Those goody-good people who worked shitty
Jobs for bum paychecks and
Took the subway to work every
there's nothing left for me and you
Then it gets much much worse as the day goes on
I hear rumors of lies of my name
Being dropped by the friends that I
you embarrass us with style
Cuzz when it comes to them raps you been letting us down
So tell em why your mad son
Gotta get it off your chest
Let em
and dirt
To keep back bad blood
As there's time left to be good
It's fine by me to set yourself free
Come say it again
And again
And again
Do it again
Our father is a doctor, he's a family man
My mother works for charity whenever she can
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law
of day
You look good by the way
Wanna vibe on the way
Wanna talk
Wanna walk
Do whatever you want
Wanna bounce to my house
We can fuck to my songs
You can
home all over the place
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
Sometimes known as the leader of the homeless
Sometimes drunk and he's always
of children laughing
Hope is when friends and foes get together
Get together singing songs of good times and freedom
Hope is when birds can still soar high
Hope
wig get split on some third-eye shit
Started blazing and stargazing
See how you can reach your farthest aspirations
It's like holy matrimony in
(talkin' shit)
I tell 'em, "Pull up, bitch"
Cease to exist (exist man)
Don't get exposed, nigga (pack, uh)
Keep code, nigga
Only in it for the cash, I'm
Walk into my closet, fuck around and get a headache
Fuck you so good, shawty, you gonna need a bed break
Red Viper slither through the streets like
Someone’s gotta beat Sin for good
Someone’s gotta let the beat sing for good
Someone’s gotta be good
And so we summon the good
We summon the good
I asked my neighbor what time is it
Time you know you can't get it back
What's a man anyhow
If not alone collecting facts
Well I am loved
love you
You have to take me back, I want to get back with you
I want to get back with you girl, I love you
You know every night, by my side
I'll be good
the business
And I'm in it, physically gaining power
Constantly counting up cash by the hour
And it feels good to be paid
Regardless of how many victims get
Niggas say I'm too much, I trust it's true
Why lie? See for yourself when I slide through
Drive by, your bitch say don't look, you do
Shine so bright in
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