Lyrics:
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, n****
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
pick up in a year"
Hardly the way to try to endear us
Just carries on and pretends not to hear us
Time waits for Norman so his time will never come
But
Yeah. Lets get real comfortable
Lay back
What
Lemmie tell you what I'm thinkin'
Look
[Verse one]
We known each other
For some time
I think
you bring the Drama my way
Tryna hinder hinder my praise
Man I'm charged up by Faith
Yeah I'm charged up by FcITH
(By faith)
Don't you bring the Drama
energy is energy and not for me
Blueprint currently is currency look at me
Chorus:
Clean hands dirty gloves
What it is ain't what it was
All business no
I got grams for sale
& some pounds as well
Need them yercs?
Just yell
Where I got em ?
Can't tell
It's straight za
You smell
Don't get shot
And tell
Then get back up like it's a chore
All searching for serotonin
Call it survival in motion
Yeah
Little by little
Am I going crazy?
Little by
okay
Not easy to own up for what you feel
It's okay, not to be okay
Sparkles like cocaine and I'm down again
"Do me a favor, get all your shit together"
for each other
But if it's meant to be, it's meant to be
If you living happy then whatever, hell, he's good with me
Know I can make you happier, in
of mixup i need loyalty
Now the fiends need a fix up
This is exactly what you paid for
They make time and make way for us
Tory Lanez orb, Mr paid For
You
for coke, herb and ectasy
They handed me a card said, help support your son by selling stinky narc pigs all of these drugs
Relax and take notes
Relax
It seems all too good now
No control
Well I changed
It was different for you
And now you're old
Worn down by your world
That's not fair
Well you shamed
about to be the one girl
And you gonna... and listen to me, you wait for me to come and I'm about to beat it up
I'll have you going, have you by
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of red roses
Oh no, oh no, cried she, that grave's not meant for me
Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bridal bed shall be
Yes, oh
lay, he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay
L E G I T Ballaz
Screamin' stop killin' for dollars
From G I, from
The demon the next up from the 212
We come in prepared and we be fighting you fools
We slowly get better igniting the fuel
You could never understand our
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a
Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me
So try not to care, So try not to care, so try not to
Go easy
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Looking fine, feeling fine waiting for the highest bid
I'm feeling fine,
Starin' up at the smoke and the flames,
And the blind pencil seller wavin' his stick,
Shoutin' for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road,
And me,
bust-a-bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me
matter fact these niggas cops
Do a nigga dirty just for playin' on a nigga's top
I ain't never seen you on the block pushin' rocks
You ain't never set up
Last year my whole life was shaken up
And I realized the issues of my past is only paper cuts
This year its clear shit isn't changing much
But I got
for you
Not for you
Not for you
Everything I did you won't ever know
But I'm still trapping out bando
Catch me pulling up in benzo
But I still keep it
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