Lyrics:
I'm a money man, but still'll get you jacked
Boy sneak dissin' in them songs'll
Get you whacked, boy
I can't make mistakes because that
Shit might cost
of course I am drawn to you because I've known you
My life has been riddled by you doing what you do I just don't get it I feel like I would but My blessings
be stressing when it don't ring
On the corner steady balling
Superman, you think I'm falling
I get flyer than your offspring
Normal life ain't for me
school
Pack leaders, little hyenas
Offspring, mind readers, spongehead get your butt to bed
This is real food, that is bad for you, no whimps here enough
by a thread
I got Ephesians 3:20 it's written in my head
October 23'
Was on the devils neck
Used to get high now I got 1 Peter 5:8 instead
Now that I
The head banger
Verse One: Parrish Smith
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
she hadn't left you
If you tried harder in school
If you had just a bit longer
If only you'd been more cool
A million thoughts swirling round my head
a condolence in your despair
Run around, run around, you can't outrace it so you better face your fears
Don't say my life is amazing
You'd be amazed if I let you
Get back (get back), get back (get back)
If you can't take it then
DJ (spin it back)
Know that I like it when you (do it like that)
Eyes on my
shit no I do not think Anything's funny
I'm in the business of seriousness no you people can't step to me out of my way
Move along out of my sight cause
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
that's so fuckin' lame
My jersey in the Hall of Fame
Right there next to Chamberlain's
You know we get dangerous
If you see them niggas, you can tell them
we spent every night
I held you tight in my arms
We planned out our life
We survived every pipe bomb
Without sayin goodbye
By june I knew I loved you
up
I don't care if you don't give a fuck
Easiest bands I'm running up
Talk on me and you fuck
Run my pad and get them bands
Yeah, bitch I'm with is
The head banger
Verse One: Parrish Smith
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
on the ground
You might just get up without your head
You looking for trouble and that's what you found
Take a long time look around tryin to find
These niggas
still runs clean, 6 feet deep, proceed Halo halo halo (Spotless!)
It made me know that you can’t rub out or cancel
My heritage, you can’t cut my hair
As I
feelin' great enough to be shared by two
You used to be obsessed (obsessed)
Now you won't even glance in my direction when I walk in the room
Used to get
when everyone is tryna be
I swear sometimes it seems I'll never get my turn
Maybe I won't, who truly knows
You're sorry? Then tell me why
All you seem
call.]
"Live my words, oh, sacred child. You're soon to leave this
world defiled."
"Then what awaits me my lord?"
"Trust me my child, your wishes
from outside it was
Completely in here, in my head
GQ: Did you worry it
Would derail your career?
Frank Ocean: I had those
Fears in black music
We've
all thru the windows late (damn)
You should see these broads lined up at the show all different types of shades (what’s up)
Can’t get to them all, I
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