Lyrics:
crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city
I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there
They left that boy for hours in the cold out
Minutes More, Slow Down
Somebody Say Time And Time Will Pillow
Know That If I Couldn't Pay Full
Time On Some Major Shit, slow Down
Got To Let Me Live It
went on rides to kill 'em back
So how you say you feel me when you never had to get through that?
We live for they amusement like they view us from
I smiled
Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child
I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules
Initiated as an outlaw, studying
hardcore
We trying to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it
We just do it, floss or whatever
Take care of the business, there's too many
on that government shit, got the chick screaming
Grabbing the sheets, trying to cover her tits
She's asthmatic and you laughing, son, I bought my toe all
like Michigan
Ayy, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin', but I guess that you ain't listenin'
Rather run
see ghosts sometimes kids see ghosts
Spirit yeah, that's the king
Stop that movement stop that movement
Y'all can't move me, this my movie
Y'all can't
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
At the tender age of twelve, and you feel that no one cares
Searching for answers, that's
that, my son, he graduated eighth grade and we still waitin'
Matter of fact, he hasn't hugged, kissed, or touched any of his grandchildren
And they
Word up, your hood
You know what I'm sayin'? (Iraq)
Left rack and all of that, yo, my hood
Word up, we gotta rep together, son
Word up, for life,
plenty of time
Drunk and dead relatives they call me by my name
They're the only folks that I have around
Days with the living and nights with the ghosts
to live in
Under pressure, bound by pleasure
Weighted just to make us bend a voice above
It's the sound of love we hear
A song that never ends
Lying
their mama nigga you a rat
I won't live forever so I'll be thugging till the day I die
It's me and toxic from the slums I got benzo by the side
They love
mane
S'till, my baby girl and son is the main thing that I value most
Family, fuck a xanny, I'm puffing on this flower though
You piece of shit, no
Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
I'll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.
Before we
out of 89
We headed back, you had a baby by Ron
But that's irrelevant, bygones is bygones
Calgon is Calgons, love it when you jump in Ghost thongs
it like men, nigga I ain't ever hiding
I'm in that Bentley, me and my youngest son
He too young to understand but we still having our one-on-one
that's where I'll take the fam
When the reflection joint is done
By the time you hear this, I'll be basking in african sun
Like wow!
We made it
We here
you'd ask me
We backtrack
And live in a memory
How can I even explain
One by one they fade away, lost in the rain
Who knew that I could feel pain
But
peeked through the curtains
Saw them gats pointed at the window
Nothin' but destruction after we touched 'em
Man, I thought you knew
That's what I
I drink Gin, hit Chronic
Run with a wild bunch
Thinking of the dead niggas that
I knew that die young
Is there a heaven for a nigga up to no good?
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
knew more than
Most.
That mother nature was now a
Ghost.
Voices in the room were drowned
Out.
And the other burned the world
Down.
No winter, time lost
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