Lyrics:
a full nelson
This the O-you-T flow, for rappers finito
But'cha girl could get the EP tho'
Outsidaz' Night Life
"We be hangin' on the block 'til
five, like a demon
Time running out, but you watching me
It paid a love, but you hate for free
I just kick it with the saints, call me Brulee
How you
of mine (how many of us have them)
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
All my life L-B-C, for my city I mash
All those OGs and BGs and wannabies
left
Hangin' on the shelf
Hangin' by myself
Hangin' on to the last breath
You got the last part right
I been all by myself
Just me mindin' my business
said me too
You hangin' out the window so they can see you
But you ain't hangin' out the window
When you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 like we do
Star
give you all I know now?
I'm always three
No two
Steps ahead
Only giving you as much as you credit for in debt of faith to me
And add to my glee
I get
I love when we get high and breathe the same sigh
You like a diamond in the rough I'll keep you by my side
I love your flaws and all your fall offs
like a beacon, I'll be by your side
I close my eyes, dreams come into view
Falling deeper, I'm lost in you
In the hush of midnight, your love I trace
from savoring the flavor of the prophylactic
Ken the difference
Between didn't
And couldn't
And when you tell a story
Do not frame me in the latter
Afore
Your happiness is replaced
By gloom
Cast out by the light shined
Down by you
A reason to be insecure I know
I don't want to know how
You feel
bandana wrapped around the chrome 44
gun smokin like suge's cigar, show me how you stunt
get thrown out of a moving car
if that thang come come out, its
by the sea
And we'll keep the record clean
No one's ever gotta know
All the shit you do with me
Say the suns out
But no funs out
Headshot aim down
the sack up but I shook back
The fuck I look like being popular we was hangin with the robbers
We aiming at you thru binoculars I catch em spot em then i pop
the major of the paper chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go
That's wild shit, but anyway I got you
I love you nigga make sure you hit me up by tomorrow
I woke up the next mornin' with a cold
Allergies got me
all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging
you baby,
I can't keep up with you baby
But I'll keep on hangin' around if you like it that way
I offer you a line and you refuse me
It's like I
If the meek shall inherit the earth
And not the weak
Let me inherit the street, fuck it
You know what I mean?
I mean I love life man, you know
long?
Keep me strong
Let me build my house
For you to come in
Take away this thing
Let me build my house
I'm ready for the house
I'm ready for the house
of terror
You're his cross-bearer, so end his errors
Streaking lights, loud sounds, and instinct
Are the elements that keep me going
We are fighting
and glee,
Accept them, the treats so free.
When did you last recline, on the vast grass, reading the tales the clouds, in the sky cast?
Oh, they would have
you to the fuckin' dogs
I'll keep on playin' saint, you keep beggin' me to stop
I ain't a good shot baby, but I'm on a roll
You better get down lady,
you feel my pain through your ear
I don't wanna hear that beat if I can't speak on how I feel
My trigger finger itching got me busting in my crib
call me no mo'
Nooo
I been gettin' high without you
Nah you ain't invited
Keep hangin' with yo bitches
I'm gone keep my phone on
Don't call me no mo'
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