Lyrics:
I'ma cold soul in a hard body
Heatmakerz, Crack Music
Yeah, everything seem drama related
Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
Just sign it
Just how you felt
(Instrumental)
(Verse 3)
Take it one day at a time
That’s what people say
Every day I try again
Put on the smile and pretend
Someday
breath, recess
We bless, mics, three times a day
Three times a night, it all equals subliminal sequels
Strictly laughing at MC's
Lyrics for years that
in the past
Consumed by hate in the night
Trya stay safe in the light
Wings get clipped in flight
Wonder we fight
The only real healer is time
I let
(aight?)
Ain't a fuckin' thing sweet, and ain't nothing fair
Just another nigga dead, don't a motherfucker care
(Dog) It's more to a song than, jewelry
still rock, my niggas still balling
Make another 5 mil just off touring
You niggas all sound the same
The game getting boring
Keep the KK stashed,
heard
And I know life's a journey and we're on the ride
At Joann's on 3rd we're side by side
We don't need a reason or rhyme
Just a place to spend our
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
mind breed two movies, six ab-lums, a hundred poems
Thirty R&B joints, I'm beyond the norm, why'all just mad
I'm just glad, got my time to shine
everything alright
Lovers with their tongues tied up stop to get their fortunes told
I wonder could the cards reveal a hand that I could hold
Just another
From the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a trick out
Preacher preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for
the past
It's creaking with age
And making a racket here
Who needs another man
Digging rivers for his own
(Who needs another man)
Maybe it's time to step
moonshine by the jar full
In comparison our whole worlds unparalleled
Another round of ups and downs
Chasing each other on the carousel
Watermelon eyes
got no time to waste
So I'm sliding, I slide, rich homie I'm safe, yeah
Stay rolling, three 5ives in the wood, take it straight to the face
Wish my
in the club, let me fuck first
I can tell by your wrist you don't cut work
I be sellin' straight drop
You the type of nigga cut work
Bro just quit his
beat the game and cheap once in just 3 months it took me Eyes open wide, they thought I died, at the TV they shook me Mom cooked for me, took a look
I just want a cold chick with a soft side
For a long time my emotions been offline
I gave my heart to some girls and they was not mine
Yeah I swear
A million seconds has passed me
By in my bed
One two three now it's four in the
Mornin' as the emptiness swallows
Me on more time
I grow a little older
Every time I come around
It's a, it's a another lie
On the cover, are they friends?
Or just fucking? You know something gonna come from it
These
that you cant go sign a prenup
I bet that we cant get 3 pups, a spice garden, and free up-
Time to grow, but that's a plan so good,
It can't work....
So
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
to face
I'm sure we met at another time and place (met at another time and place)
Our eyes met as you passed me by (passed me by)
... in a blink of an eye
ride, that's me, he'd die
He the kid with the J's and the Levi's
He'd mind, king and he'd sign
Murder everything and do it by design
He'd fly and he
is you (x3)
Something bout the way you move (x3)
And I just don’t know what to do
You got me feelin so confused
Cuz baby all I want is you (x3)
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