Lyrics:
this affection/ But
I don't have a real friend/ And I hate my whole family/ But from my bed, my window's / Lit by a red light/ I have seen before, while
always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I
the things that you've done
At home my mind was reeling, but here nothin' worries me none
I ain't a' got much money, what I have I spend each day
And I seen
that today will be a good day
And I haven't gotten good news but all I know is that some is coming my way
And evidently, I know that life never stays
Friends you know have gone
(Now they're far away)
Am so self-annoyed
(It happens)
U used to write to me but now they're called
"Good Ol' Days"
My
a kingdom
And they don't need to be present because the essence is the wisdom
So we're shaping our world for the day we have children
With love we keep but by
I think I've had a little too much
But its hard to have just enough
When you got
Shine
Straight from a mason jar
Shine
Let's let the party
Got it like that I be like no duh!
I be chilling out in Minnesota!
Got a fresh new beat to flow to
I be by the lake bumping some Kota
Like that's my
know that she's the one
When you have a good woman
Then you become a greater man
It's not her birthday it's not our anniversary, but
Mi just waan big up
know why I should
He isn't any good
He isn't true
But I'll stick to him like glue
What else can I do?
Oh my man, I love him so!
He'll never
can't get my way
But if you've got the goods
I'll come on by
When I look in the mirror
I see nothing I know
Just another boy
With no self-control
bitches tryna have a orgy
Keep umbrellas for the days it get stormy
I pour the Henny for my niggas, that's before me
My outfit fly, you gotta seat out by
good (good)
Lookin', lookin', lookin', good
Hey there, good lookin', tell me whatcha got cookin'?
I got the juice but she already took it (cuz she)
manna
It's like you fuckin' with the man-a, Tony Montana
We sent some killas, to murda all the ones you love
Chainsaw your motherfuckin' ass up in
Me and my girl doing good she don't do much whining
I take her out on dates, have the waitress bring the wine in
And she say she lucked up
Well to me
and in sheets I hope she like to grind
And women ain't objects but whats mine is mine
These days standards is outta sight and outta mind
The way everyone
All this wishing I was dead is getting old... it goes on but it's old.
I was swimming through the waves for must have been days but I could find no
wonder 's
Funkay
I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure
Sul c-notes in my tennis skirt(?)
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this
knows what they're saying
So let's make love baby
I'll see you some old sunny day
some happy eyes
But that's ok one day I'll see things bright
Wish I had some happy eyes
but that's ok one day I'll be alright
There's silence in my voice
Treating your days like a countdown.
Seconds pass by, waiting just to blow up,
And you get nothing done,
And this is what you want.
Lost touch
And you know I have never been too good at sudden change
But even sunlight through the window, it's just not the same at all
Everything's so different
to myself
But without going crazy
Friends be like you should get some rest
It’s good for your health
I don’t give a damn
I swear, I’ll be fine
Stop worrying
'm waiting, I'm being very patient
But one day I know my time will come
It eats me alive, eats me from the inside
That one day I won't be here no more
And I
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