Lyrics:
flying trying to get out of town
Let's get away it's only here to keep us down
Cause I'm obsessed
Got 50 left
Let's keep this going
While we still got
the phone
They like to threaten the life that I know
They say get over here and get into the ring
But I'm not really much a fighter
My mechanisms
I'm hoping
One day I'll get chosen
I'm broken, I'm open
Just give me a moment, of your time
I thought you would be mine
But as the seasons change
So
I'm out here in that field
This pistol make a nigga chill (bitch, what?)
But I be wantin' my bae right here
Got diamonds from mouth to my ear
If she
Package landed Wednesday, tryna get it off by Saturday
Even better by Friday, Frank Sinatra this my way
We do 'em like the Mob, clip 'em backin' out his
though sometimes we don’t agree
This Summer
Shirt off like I’m JODECI
You pray for BGP
Don’t care if you got broken knee
Meditation
Fruits and vegetables
Something's got to give
I'm trying hard to live
I'm desperate for your attention
But I'm broken and I give
Up so easily
Until it's you I see
And then
transparent, I been starin' through your Karl Kani
Art imitates life imitates art
Get it straight, slice through the mic, pourin' out my heart
When it's late
Clear up your mind
Sounds foolish, it's fine
Fucked it up by the time you were nine
Let it out, go and cry, yeah
I already calmed down
Now who's here
The world is shifty, got me tangled up with broken ankles Stayin' quiet not to be another bad example
False doctrine, get the cease and desist Truth sets you
trees, look out, whoa
We got car keys hooked to remote controls
Hit a button that'll smoke any whip you own
I told you, I don't want to close your casket
really I'm wishing that I
Could just catch a break
It's been hell every couple days
And now I'm here broken expected to carry the weight
I'd say
Street, I'm pressing the beats
And I give just a bit of the one-two
Before they get unimpressed by the whole damn run-through
But when I go out, I
to crack carrying the weight left by your absence
"Things get better"
At least that's what they say
If that were true, how comes I'm still such a broken
milk
All them bands thumb it up
Too much drank I'm throwing up
Just put up the double cup
Dizzy gotta get me outa here
Got her ratchet ass out the roof
Steppin' out the door
Better have His full armor on!
Let me tell you where it starts
Go 'head and check the charts
Piercing soul, meeting bone
He is
It's because I'm all on my own, now
You can leave him out here alone, now
Ya'll need to really watch ya'll tone
Now you see the chrome
I'm a blast it
scopin'
Pull a magnum body back and leave a back bone broken
So was a bend a trend I'm sendin and I'm cruisin' for a hit
When I'm just sittin' in
So get the hell out my face
If you came to procrastinate yeah
Girl I ain't got time to be out here playing games
I'm on mission for a lifestyle I wanna
in New O, pimp Creole
The bricks get white like Andy Griffin
By the way, Me and Pitbull doin' terrific
Still got the blow, gettin' the doe no Bisquick
tryna hit reset
I know you're trying to break free but
Sometimes our hearts get the better of us
You've got burnt out eyes from your broken cries
Barbed
[Eightball]
Bitch, I ain't got nothing but time, so I'ma get out on these cuts
and grind, keep my mind on cloud twenty-nine
my player ways keep me
do, huh
I trapped and it changed my life
You trapped and all that you got was blues
If I don't OD or get killed by a weapon and die of old age
Would
just might blow out your speaker
I grab a ball-bat get Karma then beat her
And she a bitch so I bone her and leave her
Chop the chit-chat like I'm using
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