Lyrics:
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard,
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy
On generation's jukebox
Ain't nothin' till you walk
Man, it's a different kind of song
When you know it's playin' wrong
Turn the tables
Tables
Let's bring it back
tryna count me the racks .
I know they want to count me out but I'm back .
Set it on fire then lay it on wax .
cnd I spent a lot but I made it all back .
one kid kept on foulin' my man
I said "Please don't do that shit, understand"
Then he said "Alright and laid back low
The next thing ya know my man
Heart-face all on my case I don’t need you
Sit back, always laid back I’m sativa
Act like I don’t know you like amnesia
Swim by, ride my wave like I
I'm glad you back, just to end they sh*t
They like Keem, where hell you been
N*gga been laid back chillin and sh*t
Ion gotta rap jus to feel y'all
to catch a buzz
Staying up until the sun
Hoping that it never comes
Shit
Thinking back i see the things that i wanted
I guess I'm just being honest
Coz shit
Back like Rogain on top of this shit like a toupee
Shoes tied up chasing Usain young nigga and I'm running in my own race
Big fish kind of similar
There's no dogs in this universe)
Well maybe I got a few details wrong
But how many boys do you know in your life that would court you by breaking out into
the castle on the hill
My group stormed the front, all the guards came running
Rudy's group snuck up from the back and laid
their ladders up against
heard her talk about her family ever, uh-uh
He was all that she had
Until they had an argument and he stopped calling her back
And I don't know if
wanna compete (Okay)
They mad cause Juke is elite (Okay)
Ricky the Geo my feet, for free (For real)
Bitch, I'm relaxed
Bitch, I'm laid back
The Tesla
it then that's fine by me
Them other women's something I don't need
I'll cut 'em off girl, that's fine by me, yeah yeah
I laid my eyes on you and then
And in a puddle of blood
Is where that b**** laid
But this ain't have to happen yo
Man you see the weed for real
N**** let me go!
Back up off me!
like it's tennis
Bitch, come get with me cause I be stacking by the plenty
I'mma kill this shit in 30 minutes
Dough boy, bitch, promise I won't be
to see
That kind of girl I want her next to me
Well at least it's worth a try
With these hours ticking by
She's all I need here
All these things I can't
was laid by a spider
My motor skills are held back by societal tumors
Our destiny is set to be all pawns for the plutocracy
Our only weight as people is
as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got a couple things put up
So pussy dont test me
Uh
Laid back in the trap
Stack them bands up
Don't do the club scene
think my ass would go
And finish by myself
Looking back to the old days before we fell
Yeah
It never gets any easier
We just get a little mo better
Girl you weren’t with me for me nan
Yea yea yea
You were holding on to things
Its no fair, not on us
I laid numb when you were with him
Oh girl
What you
piñata
Nah, don't worry bout the hassle, I kill it. I been Osama
You can't meet my brudda, you might find him laid up with yo' mama
I'm just doing right by
the hassle, I kill it, I been Osama
You can't meet my brother, you might find him laid up with your mama
I'm just doing right by you, I took my notes from Rack
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