Lyrics:
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
them off the bus. I didn't know you were friends with them.
I find my dad in the parking lot. He drives me back to our house and camp is over. So is
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
much blame
Look, we're all the same, it's only a game
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3, did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3
much blame
Look, we're all the same, it's only a game
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3, did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
joined, by severing the bond of kinship, and not being good to
Their relatives, and work mischief in the land, on them is the curse
They will be far away
Skrt off in a urus all by myself
Made it alone I never needed help
Got love for the three's over them you get kilt
Dissin' the gang you get put
much blame
Look, we're all the same, it's only a game
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3, did I just catch you laughing?
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3
Shit ain't that hard, that hard
There’s an infestation in
My mind’s imagination
I hope that they choke on smoke cause
I’m smoking them out the basement
sos see we coming on top 64 youngings they run a track but we'll just run through them dogs from the ground upto the top swear we're never gone stop
And everyone was like you and I
We were so many, many, I was among them
And I was waving as you walked by-by-by-by-by-by-by-by-by-by
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
your mind up
But in reality, those little footballs, triangles, and three-section concoctions
Well, they're only fun if you want mush in your noggin
the aughts,
It was lit, it was real, it was rolling with thots
It was real, it was chill, boys were yelling they spots
There were pills, there were deals, they
trend
When will they stop it and how will it end?
At that moment, three very wise kings wandered by
Following a star shining bright in the sky
From far
Da da da da da da do do do do da da da da da do do
You can't by stand all the people
Stand them on their own
They will fall to pieces
So we watch
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
Niggas coming down pop trunks just slamming
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas staying on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late
Niggas coming down pop trunks just slamming
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas staying on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late
to certain people, right?
And they're like, yo, you know what I mean?
It's like, I tell them, yo, we're tryna flip that word "nigga"
And show them that
Rina i can hear myself good now
You're good now, haha
Haunted by the memories of you in this life
Man, I've met so many dudes
That were jealous
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