Lyrics:
will be Mrs. Coke
Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy
side
West side, nigga
West side
Who are you to tell me who to be
I been making money since the kid 13
Handouts
Bitch, this a trick, no Halloween
I'm
Your cornerstone tricks got you in a hot mess
Steady ducking some kids that'll blast you on sight
Lose your life over ice and a unpaid price
Generosity
to dig some
Up to the surface for my peeps to understand
I'm not a superhero, I'm another ordinary man with a plan
But you and I, we're much alike
We both
Freezer Burn
Leave her with that Freezer Burn
Leave her with that Freezer Burn
Leave her with that Freezer Burn
Tricks are for kids, tell me will these
some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days, but now the year is '87
'88 that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade,
of been overprotective
Shed hop in my foreign and floor to her exes
Emotions were sore, man I poured my affections
She tore up a family to whore for
I made here this year
Now everybody's acts like they know me
Now we're up top like Wilfried Bony
I ain't got time for these phonies
You don't realise
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
cars
Stayed out late in midnight bars
Oh, we got drunk out in the fights
Fell for the same girl once or twice
And somehow made it out alive
But in
all I'm made for
And I ain't even care, this is all I know
Since 10 years I've had images instilled in my mind
I don't know why I glorified them
Or if I
in a pinch
When the Glock exploded
And best believe a lady tricks ain't for kids
And I'm the only thug that love 'em
And you know who I is (Yung Dirt)
this the Ghana, fought for by Nkrumah and the regime
Please stay away from my life, my art, my being, my dream
This is how I portray my scheme
Don't
The upper is made of leather
Or maybe knit, or maybe both, you know?
That sole and that upper combined by stitches
Leaves for a dynamic enclosure around
actually quite tragic
And to reverse it, you'd need a pile of magic
And some luck, a 4-leaf clover and a hat-trick
A leprechaun dancing circles for St.
I swear, it's funny because some people act like they know the kid
It's like they know- they know the emotions I'm dealin' with, the emotions
I'm
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy
Ocean: I haven't seen him since
And for a while, you know
We were not middle-class we were poor
But my mom never accepted
That she worked hard to become
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we
and turned outs his lights
Be a fool for war don't let your boys divert you
Soup you up to battle me, kid, and I hurt you
Superior intellect made me
entertaining the fiends
I heard we private we're making a feast
You're just a shawty you ain't wavy to me
I just admire what you made in a week
Finna drop
I know
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
to have no emotion. June 6th, 2019, 10:32 AM
My memory must be shot, but you can keep any and all love I have ever felt for you. I am never
Going to be
quite ill
Stating facts cause with skate or rap I'm skilled
Been doin this, I'ma student of it and true to it
Grew with kids that were skating made me
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