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Ear to ear I can't have 'cause the fear my peers defamed rap
Now we
Gotta get back to the music
Gotta give back to the youth this product
the clothes (like a pimp)
Keep the money not folded, in a roll (like a pimp)
When I see you, bitch, you better have my dough (like a pimp)
Reach back (like
the clothes (like a pimp)
Keep the money not folded, in a roll (like a pimp)
When I see you, bitch, you better have my dough (like a pimp)
Reach back (like
Slide with me
Go head O head
Go head O head
Go head O head
You young bloods have nothing on us
Rock with me slide with me
Don't disrespect me I
Four door coupe, we in the back
Eyes glazed red but the windows all black
Shawty givin' me head, hold it in don't yak
On my Tom Brady shit Callin' me
the lights go out and I'm in my bed
I think of all the madness in my head oh
All of the things that I did back then
Oh when I'm in my bed
I think of all
disappeared before me
I bowed my head in silence and remembered all thoughts that he had thunk
He said I come from the land of darkness
He said I come from
it
In my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
Head
The curtains fall
And i look into your eyes
A voidless pit of desire
And i try
Oh i try
To read you
tryna fit in yours
I never been married, but I've felt divorced
Hi, I'm Nate, have we met before?
Somebody told you I was wack? Check the source
Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap yap, yackety yack
And at the exact same time I attempt these
Lyrical acrobat stunts while
I
at reflections
But I, I feel connected like a heartbeat from heaven
Somehow my head's still swimming in these Rhinoglyphics
Have I had these visions since
ever made love to a love song
Have you ever made love to a love song
I'm touching on yo body
You touching over mine
I kiss you on yo back
You feel it in
couldn't do nothing right
Seem like bad luck was me
And I was raised so illegal
The baddest nigga in the neighborhood
Talkin' back to Denesha
At my house it
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
it back
She was drinking pretty heavy when
I let her have it
I hope she knows it was only a loan
There's no telling what I might have
Told her back
how to play
I never talk, I ain't have to say it
I took it, I didn't have a way
Eye behind my head, stay in that real view
Stay in that big Coupe, money
Niggas in the head and back, everybody, 'til the club close
Haters I see you sitting over there
That's why you see me blacking everywhere
I
Cracks in it, bet you morons didn't
Think I'd be back, did ya?
How 'bout that I'm somehow now back to the underdog
But no matter how loud that I bark,
and mess
Shot up his head and chess
Put to rest now the rest should be history
Before I saw his body lyin' down
I heard a motherfucker crying now
Have
stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside
stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside
have turned my head and left my heart alone
The first time I laid eyes on you, got caught up in your sway
I thought I didn't have a chance and then
have turned my head and left my heart alone
The first time I laid eyes on you, got caught up in your sway
I thought I didn't have a chance and then
off
Stay away
Before I will run away
I am trapped
In my head
They keep saying this is my dead
Back off
Stay away
Before you can't escape
Okay let's
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