Lyrics:
I gotta get it how I live I do this shit alone
Everyday I'm getting judged by new people
They don't even know my story, man this shit be real
My
Video tape my life
Pressing play to find
Times we'd play around
Now I just
Press play the count
The good old days
Funny cause we're still so
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
Yea, Ooooooooooh ooooooooooh , Lyrics, Its ma letter
Sup, man
Ooooooooooh
This my letter to the one who isn't here
You know who you are
Here go
-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our
talkin' 'bout my nigga Dave
Your man a lil' K, we call that a shit a mini Drac'
He always said I overlooked him, I was starin' straight
These bars go
he love her on his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in the walls
And he diggin' in it like
away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange,
Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range;
Of a little hut by
criticism sir
My story gots two hundred views, but the song gets like ten
Maybe the link, it didn't work, so should I post it again?
I start to question my
Got addicted to that life, not addicted to the drug
Motherfucker what up
I'm in my hometown, tripping bout the old times
Nigga started with a army watch
will go by
And I'll just be a statistic
Another man gunned down by the opposition
But they say that I'm trippin' when
I pull my gun to protect
Too many
before!
All untied, by and by!
That same old dream's trapped in my mind
I'm bound in ropes and on the firing line
Well I wake up disappointed every
were high as a kite
You jumped the curb and flipped your old Honda bike
Fall after fall never kills you but someday Charlotte just might
Looking
me by the tail, tail, tail
I'm not going to tell you my story
But it's too long to say because my name is Wayde
She wouldn't stop man. My story's too
and swung her on in
It was long about then that my good feelin' faded
It weren't more than a double-wide, dented and dated
I said, "Hey, man, come on, let's
get back to 1985,
Eventually I manage to convince the old man,
And we head out to where I hid the DeLorean,
I hook up the camera from the video shoot,
for new ones?
Madam, I think I noticed an old lamp in the apartment of my lord Aladdin,
So why don't we take it down to the old man and see if he is
BUT COLD BEER, HOT SUMMER NIGHTS, GOOD GUYS WINNIN’ FIGHTS,
FRIDAY HITTIN’ FIVE, CASHIN’ THAT PAYCHECK
BORN IN THE USA, ADVICE MY OLD MAN GAVE
AMAZING
You think you're good at distracks?
You think your flow's like a river
But your flows so shit, you didnt make a fire shiver
You're better at video
Barton Harlow
The Black Keys Brothers El Camino
Camp by Childish Gambino
Awaken My Love is amazing too
Modest Mouse Good News For People Who Love Bad News
Surrounded by everything that's strange
Eccentric as it's deranged
Step into a portal full of unconventional change
Push boundaries and embrace
an old head
He used to be a don
But that heroine took his dreams away
Now his vision gone
Slid him 20 bucks for good luck
Lit the Dutch up
Skidded
The kind of tracksuit man use to make a man go missing
This is supply and demand part two
Cuh the old T-shirt sold on a quick ting
Yo, the green light
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