Lyrics:
In hell I'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Strugglin', strugglin', strugglin'
Brainwashed
the kick
Then it's gone spin around in circles Then it's gone lean across the stage
You can moonwalk across the surface
My wrist like Mike, spin around in
see all of the hurt
Most go by what they see
But looks only go so deep
Yeah, not all flowers are real flowers
And not all silk-thread in one piece
tucked, before she let me fuck
I keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
She said I'm fire as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot"
I said, "I'm icy hot," I
And I woke up with the sun and her by my side
Whispered in her ear are you going to stay a little while?
She tucked my hair behind my ears and said
You
O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none that goes by Carterhaugh
boat
But the secret's tucked deep in the liner notes
Real songs hold the secrets, ya dig?
Raise up young minds to be big
When the system tried to keep
any means for the green
Tucked in, hold heat by the sheet
(W)rapped on em, only left I pass on em
Right movement, wade thru the backwaters
Sun? Dazed,
Bitch, fuck it
Cruising 'round the city and I don't know what I do
Got a bad little biddy riding up in the coupe
But I don't know who she be, like
the echoes of the lies that I told
I felt young, never changed by crooked hearts
So put the shotgun back in the glove
Come on and wait another year for
to the G code
Pistol tucked, silence mode
I smoke by the pound boy
The pound boy the pound
My pockets big mound boy
I stay drippin down boy
I keep that
Finna act up
Keep the mask on
Keep the strap tucked
I aint rollin dolo so you know i keep the backup
Backpack fulla mad stacks and some fat blunts
as fuck see it on the surface, yeah
I don't want to take my life but I might go away
And all the drugs they simplify everything in my way
Said I do drugs
A naked eye conspires with fear
To form an idea
So destructive and insincere
Reared in the mind
But outside you'll find
That nature does not
from my momma got the burner on the shelf
2016 had a couple things stuffed up in my biggie
Hair tucked in my beanie, I can't let 'em see me
Creepin'
keep it tucked stay' by your side
Ghetto love story yeah it's all up in my veins, I always Stay true to myself I swear I'm never playin' games
I'm always
the clip like one,two,three
If she by my side you can't fuck with me
She always ride stay tucked with me
I love Whitney she loves me
Empty the clip like
the cake
Or serving out the window sill slick as fu-k navy seal
Posted in the park bum sittin by the Barbie grill
And we still have curfew still I'm a still
to get the cake
Or serving out the window sill slick as fuck navy seal
Posted in the park bum sitting by the Barbie grill
And we still have curfew still
so we could kick it
Right in front of his lenses, nothing here is malicious
You sat by me in that movie, we went outside for them doobies
We walkin'
and the temper starts to rise
Staring at Medusa is safer than looking in my eyes
Calm on the surface
Screaming on the inside
Calm on the surface
Screaming
But y'all be talking like y'all bout it did y'all know I'm in the six and I love her like my pole
I keep it tucked beside my hip and I always had
a heart beat before the verse finish
But life goes on, basic rules still apply
And you can feel that lot in any hood that you live by
From Flatbush,
When I dream I can find myself safely
Nothing past the calm surface that I can keep
I felt held, wasn't burdened by the same deep hurt I escaped from
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