Lyrics:
the cold while
She walk through the hood break it down
Now it's xannies on the dance floor
Waking up, got evicted by the landlord
Take no shit
She believe in
really I feel insane
So I laugh and smile wide to help me cover up the pain
Dusse inside my cup it come in handy
March 2nd 2020 lost the one that
and you no no
We ain't even gotta do too much
Cuz ya dangerous and you know it
Boy want you pull up
Everytime you spin the block
Don't be scared to make
the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma
the fireman (yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire, come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma
Sorry Mama, Sorry, Sorry Mama
Uh I'm still getting high, I love getting high, I love getting high til I fall
When I wake up all my demons stay by my
In a dark horse town, in the middle of the west
Where Friday takes so long to arrive
Johnny wakes up dreaming and turns on the radio
The he
of a mother
Crying tryna wanna wake him up
That boy there fell in love with the trap life
Gun life
You can only wonder what's next
I stand strong like
someone who knows loyalty
Who gives their time and priorities
Cause i am tired to have fake friends
And it's time to make it end
I was running up by myself
not flee
Time will not flee, can't you see
Just a dream, just an, ordinary dream
As I wake in bed
And that boy, that ordinary boy
Was it all in
lifestyle ain't changed
It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho
I rock a waist-length mink,
falling like rain
I got me a ticket on that morning train
I got me a ticket on that morning train
Maybe to you it's all the same
When you wake up I still
I've had it thank fucking God it's the weekend
Gonna' hit the boys up leaving
All that bullshit off this evening's
Only for one thing - that's the beer
a little rock 'n' roll hallelujah
Throw your hands up high
Let the speed remove your pain
Singing hey, hey, hey
We can do it old school, ABC style
Maybe we
tough
Cus boys dont get wigs and makeup
Gotta think before u speak dont just say stuff
Cus niggas out here more underhanded than layups
It dont matter if
so I changed up, I manned up for you
Know it hurts so you stay up I'll pray up for you
I feel the pain when they gave up, they gave up on you
Now that
fired
This the type of shit to get you higher
This the type of dick ya bitch desire
Like come here baby let me beat it up
Or I'll get heated up like I'm
Darling boy
Lift your chin up for me now
For my face to see
And I am smiling looking down
I know you're out of breath
You're hit by the way I've left
You would spend all this time in trees
Hanging from branches, swaying in the breeze
Keep your mind open in case you wake up wake up
Probably wouldn't
I’m in my bag look 4 real
Stack up that cheddar and chase it 4 real
Switching lane shit ain’t the same no 4 real
All this pain all this shame got me
blinded by the pain
That I got up all inside
Been a victim to ways
Boy that traffic, It ain't light
Said I can't really escape
From the killers in my mind
God for
So, thank God
I get to wake up by your side and thank God
Your hand fits perfectly in mine and thank God
You loved me when you didn't have
got a visa
Shake it like seizure
Pain on anaesthesia
I do not need ya
Ya
I came up with flows
Multiple me's
I work in shifts
Came up with this, I came
stop breathing
More time I just laugh when they’re speaking
Anyway, allow that bad boy talk
It’s jarring and boring
It’s not startling I’m yawning
Wake
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